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

If you think I’m gonna give up You don’t know shit about me I’m completely stubborn as fuck Ass ain’t got nothin’ on me

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

I’ve never really cared about me I know I’ll be fine I’m the benchmark of resiliency You’re who’s on my mind

You’re the bestest bud Anyone could love And your soul shines through All the doom and gloom Fortunate to have

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

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free

Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place

If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths

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

You are eternal. Your essence will always exist. You will always be, You. Enjoy it!

I need to be Out in the bush Not just a mere Craving or crush It’s a huge piece

Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded

There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter