Life consists of nothing but
Loud rushes of connections
that seem completely
Beneath all the nonsense,
there is order.
A system so tight and meticulous
there is no room for
If you take the World too seriously,
You can't really APPRECIATE It,
And one's Lack of Appreciation
Is really a form of BLASPHEMY!
So, try to appreciate what you can in this World
Even if What you appreciate most
Don't lose your sense in this nonsense.
Jumped through burning hoops ain't been the same since.
Funny how these obstacles can crush your innocence.
A frown behind a smile to cover up with fake benevolence.
Find me trapped in an unlocked residence.
The streets have run amok and there's no president.
Rise to the occasion.
Bodies covered in abrasion.
Unappreciated yet still on a mission.
Did you know,
Cigarettes taste like instant coffee,
The kind I drink at night,
When the dark keeps me awake.
And poetry feels like salvation,
Specially when it doesn't rhyme.
That headaches are the best thing that can happen to you,
When you're awake.
And sleep is a just a lie life tells you.
But you believe it,
Because it's the best fucking lie you'll ever hear.
but beauty doesn't lie in the eyes of the beholder,
It lies in it's extraction from the bullshit.
A green flamingo
Did land with the flock
Frank said "you ok"
"Air sick once more"
I tried to fly with my eyes
But I flew in to a
I tried to hitch a ride
But the plane engine
"Sucked me in"
Now my head is bald
And my bottom is
I think next time Ill take the train
I only hope I don't get motion sickness
I'll be an odd flamingo if I am green once more.
The wall that was a stoner,
It was always very high,
Everyday it felt it could get
Looks, rough around the edges
Quite a scruffy looking wall,
It was bricking it once,
As it thought it was moving
But that was the clouds passing by.
The wall always felt used,
It all of the time,
Some even hit it,
"Balls were always soar"
The wall was a stoner
It was a high wall, because its days
Were still, it couldn't be anything more..