To know good is to do it
That is how I try to live
It is time to spread some wit
Humor makes one come alive
Do not be a afraid to risk
Do the thing that scares you most
Stir up your life with a whisk
In the end you'll get a toast
Be sure not to give to gain
It may seem right but it bites
This is never worth the pain
Doing right will save you fights
Some things are simply destined
Embrace these things and move on
Don't ever feel like you're pinned
One day you will see the dawn
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Crisis
It's like a mid-life crisis
There is no reason for this
It's the pain of sheer bliss
The feeling of it is queer
Nothing sensible seems clear
Now I must be sincere
It feels quite nice to get hurt
Spread more of the dreadful dirt
Nice acts are an alert
Being rejected feels good
I may not be understood
If only I once could
I want to shave my head bald
Then what would I now be called
Mean words can only scald
Please let me escape from life
No more of this pain and strife
Cut them out with a knife
Often I think about death
Somehow I still have my breath
Never will I use meth
Sudden desire for change
For things that are really strange
This mind is in derange
The simplest way is the best
Engrave this phrase in a crest
Clutter is a wild pest
Acting out of character
Time flies away like a blur
This too I must concur
There is no reason for this
It's the pain of sheer bliss
The feeling of it is queer
Nothing sensible seems clear
Now I must be sincere
It feels quite nice to get hurt
Spread more of the dreadful dirt
Nice acts are an alert
Being rejected feels good
I may not be understood
If only I once could
I want to shave my head bald
Then what would I now be called
Mean words can only scald
Please let me escape from life
No more of this pain and strife
Cut them out with a knife
Often I think about death
Somehow I still have my breath
Never will I use meth
Sudden desire for change
For things that are really strange
This mind is in derange
The simplest way is the best
Engrave this phrase in a crest
Clutter is a wild pest
Acting out of character
Time flies away like a blur
This too I must concur
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Romance
To love and not be loved
To love what cannot love you back
To cry over heartache
To realize it's a joke
To never be truly loved
To experience deep hurt
To always feel so alone
To prefer sullen solitude
To hate sleeping alone
To feel completely broken
To want what is nothing
To make of it more than it is
To entirely shut down
To move on
To truly love once again
To love what cannot love you back
To cry over heartache
To realize it's a joke
To never be truly loved
To experience deep hurt
To always feel so alone
To prefer sullen solitude
To hate sleeping alone
To feel completely broken
To want what is nothing
To make of it more than it is
To entirely shut down
To move on
To truly love once again
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