The worst thing we could think abo… Is that our tooth and nail don’t c… That we could bite and scratch and… And not make difference at all I hate to say, that will happen
Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra
I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love
I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice
I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed
If I had one wish in this world It’s that you would be daddy’s gir… You’d look to me to cure the ills Or when you just might feel like t…
You say that you enjoy people I don’t think that is true You want to be a pure steeple And lord it over fools
Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
I feel like I could be the swan That you have set your sights upon I’ll give my all to reach the Sun And won’t stop ‘til our hearts are…
My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy
There’s a certain point Where I put down my joint And fucking end you
Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas
We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry