tonight
tonight  tonight i will give them what i have

my heads in th right condition
and my hearts in the right state,

i've tried to blend
i get lost in the weather
backwards sounds make me never forget her
my mind stays
set on the facts i try

tonight
tonight i will not be like a bad father
i will not be plastic not bothered
and i will speak clearly
and they'll understand

like ....
and i think
i'd be the happiest boy in the world

when we're bored we get into bad habits
that crawl into your core and then they make it tragic
and i've seen around umm that's why i avoid
cigarettes alcohol,

take care of yourself
you only got one body

everyday day i learn a new tricks a good day
things show up in the mail i didn't even pay
i drive for hours on someone elses dime
and i don't file come tax time, i just rhyme:
and somehow broke I make the most of my time
ain't a whole lot to do with the day,
i use my friends phones to make my calls
but i got no bills to pay
they say stay
so i try okay
not much else to say
live life in today

i've been around

ive had rough relationships, but only a few

ive learned alot from them

and ive seen alot of people hook up and make mistakes

ive seen alot of people fall in love and make mistakes


im just careful
you have to be because things change all the time
peoples wants change
and the people around them, their wants change

it's funny how comfortable i am with not sleeping
and surely i know it's healthy to be eating but,

i havent eaten a really meal in months
my mom never noticed, in fact, nobody does
this worlds full of some that make weird decisions,
then they mess up and we're just supposed to listen

i got alot of simple problems, from scribbles to songs from bills to concerts,
but there's one problem , that always gets me
its how at the end of the day kids go hungry

and what about how nobody listens to those who speak softly?
I wish most days I didnt drink my coffee but my problems never come off me, in fact

theyre stained,
least with glue you just pick at it and usualy it goes away
i want to stay ...in a safe place,  I wish the world wasnt a paperchase, I wish I was bass, I wish I had no taste, to just hide and hide inside some days
that will be my escape

Sally invited you
to the very top
Of the jungle gym

She gives an encouraging "come on"
And reaches out her arm
Her hand
Spread out and facing the sky
You grab hold.
The corners of her mouth
Grow to the sides of her face
And her cheeks push up against
the bottom of her eyes
In the most reassuring manner

You turn your head
Towards the sky
And squint
Just to see
the top of the structure
Not an easy task
For a kindergartener
But you faithfully follow your friend
Under the bright afternoon sun

Classmates have shrunk in size
As you peer out
from the top of the jungle gym.
Sally swings up her arm
Her palm
Facing you
You match her gesture
And give it a high five
The corners of her mouth
Grow to the sides of her face
And her cheeks push up against
the bottom of her eyes
In the most reassuring manner.

I am at the very top
Of the jungle gym
With my friend!

"Try out the monkey bars"
Suggests your new found friend
In the most reassuring manner
So you reach for the first bar
Both arms up
Both palms forward
As you attempt to make the jump
Sally waits behind you
Both arms out
Both hands forward
The corners of her mouth
Grow to the sides of her face
And her cheeks push up against
the bottom of her eyes
In the most reassuring manner

Shock as you free fall
Your classmates
Multiplying in size
As the ground moves closer
Pain shoots through
Your body
And your mind
as you land
You are confused
Feeling hurt and betrayed
how could a friend do such a thing?
But then you realize
Your friend never invited you
To the very top
Of the jungle gym
At all.
The corners of your mouth
Grow to the sides of your face
And your cheeks push up against
the bottom of your eyes
In the most satisfying manner

my laughing is a sign of panic
due to the indigestible actions;
the piercing made me vomit.

slowing down to an interlude;
the interest is waiting patiently
for you to make your way through.

destruction of self is a bar fight:
joining in those actions isn't on
my schedule this evening, nor
shall it be for as long as I can help
myself from myself, in the reflections
of fear that are so often transparent
when I find myself surrounded by
those who only wish to forget.

the forgetting is what forces me to focus.

crowds are a collective of nervousness
and a strangely large number of people
who refuse to be honest because they're
trying to hide the fact that they care about
what every set of eyes has to think, and the
self-centered inner voice
that thinks they actually care
about what they themselves are doing,
or look like.
the sad and beautiful truth is that people
are too worried
about themselves to think of anyone else.