Some people like to
rip the flesh off and sink their teeth into
a beautifully golden apple.

Some people like to
destroy and obliterate every minute trace of
racism and discrimination.

Some people like to
scheme and plot in an effort to
save the planet.

Some people like to
crush the dreams of those who
would destroy everything society has worked for.

Some people like to
drag their heels and remain stubborn no matter what because
they know that this is not what you really want.

Some people like to
shove and push past everyone else because they want to
be with the one they love more than anything.

Some people like to do things you or I,
may find strange or wrong.
But they are not.
They are just being
themselves.

The floor length mirror
Shattered
As she threw all her pain at it
It threw back
Cut her skin
The blood reflected
In the pieces
Beautifully
Finally she felt at peace
Laying on the floor
Hoping no one would
Open the door
"No one needs to see
The pain inside of me"
Her anger left her
Like the blood did too
And all she thought about
Was looking at you
She wished you could see
How terrible she could be
It was only an accident
Breaking the mirror
"I didn't really want to go
And now no one will ever know."

the wet weather was most galling
Teddy had to stay inside all day
the rain kept pouring and falling

he couldn't go outside for some play
a game of Red Rover he'd so enjoy
Teddy had to stay inside all day

how he wished to see his friend Roy
around the backyard they could run
a game of Red Rover he'd so enjoy

on this rainy day he'd have no fun
his electric train set didn't suffice
around the backyard they could run

Teddy thought the rain wasn't nice
he'd just like to see a little sunlight
his electric train set didn't suffice

being in doors was of no delight
he'd just like to see a little sunlight
the wet weather was most galling
the rain kept pouring and falling

Don't tell me that something that feels so right isn't whats right for me
Don't tell me that I'm waiting again for a someday...maybe
Don't try to make me believe that we don't belong
Don't try to make me feel like its all completely wrong
Who the fuck are you to try to fill me with doubt
Who the fuck are you to tell me to turn a deaf ear as my heart shouts
You just might be right and all thats left here is yet to be cried tears
You just might be wrong and we will live happily for the rest of ours years

Inside us lurks the vice
Seeking new ways
Finding new device,
To justify its need
And fallacy of virtue
It spreads like weed
Sounds like true!
We make a deal
With the invasive vice
Of our free will
We heed its advice.
Vice has a say
For whatever we strive
We need its easy way
We need it to survive.
Vice supple and smooth
Builds with us rapport
Virtue looks uncouth
Scary enough to abhor!

I think I've been sitting in front of plasma screens for way too long
Because I feel a carcinoma in the back of my head

Oh, and I guess I bleached my brain out
Because my laptop feels like a tanning bed sometimes

I can't help but notice all these living room nomads
With faces pasted to the television
Growing remote controls out of the back of their skulls...

I reached my hand to feel the back of my scalp
And just found my own sweat.

The train comes by every morning bout 5
I wish that train could find a cliff and collide
Before the demons with it arrive
Always, some poison they unpack
Wherever it came from, I wish it’d go back
That whistle blower must be the most vile of them all
He probably blew whistles during the disaster in Bhopal
Sounding off as thousands of people died
Now I hear melodies of their killer pesticides
Echoing deep thru the hills, into the chemical valley
Here it continues adding death to it's tally
So rich men can be richer, they threaten a poor mans fate
Acting like life is worth less than methyl isocyanate