I'm living like a caveman minus the fishing by hand. My hair's overgrown I barely look like a man! My home is like a cave; dark, quiet, and always the same. After a while of being alone I start to go insane I just keep laughing along with the voices in my brain. I salvage for food and I don't mean to be cruel But if its my life or a bunny's you know what I'll do...
Poetry Written By Jacob Armendariz 