I might be self-absorbed But I’m not selfish I work on Myself Because that’s the best way For Me to help Us
I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely
I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love
One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.
I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song
I like pretty girls With really tight curls That know how to dance and move me They gyrate and flex And downright perplex
I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own
Don’t give me your heart I can’t bear that pain Being lonely hurts less Than giving you my name
I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity
Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates
I need to be Out in the bush Not just a mere Craving or crush It’s a huge piece
I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor
I live a beautiful fantasy Standing before surging human seas Caught up in their own revelry Of my soul laid bare for all to se…
A six hour nap I couldn’t explain Until I once tried This indica strain I took a few puffs
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else