I love you mom, I love you dad (wish I was happy)
It’s not your fault, I did it bad (I wasn’t laughing)
My eyes are wet, I don’t regret being a baby
The child is the maker of the man always
Chasing that *** chasing that cauldron of gold on this road I walk
I don’t seek a forced a smile
I want everyone to know that this is all I’ve got
Why do I cry? Why am I like this?
Lost among the many and the few
All of my life I’ve taken for granted
I’m no rainbow’s blue
I’m just a thing, I don’t represent
A drama king, a jester’s friend
I promise this, I’ll do whatever mind mentions
With emphasis, it’s so clever what time kept hid
from us, I’m messing up, I’m full-foot overstepping
You’re some colors in an order, I’ve been eschewed
You oughta let in my dark blue human hues.
I’m not young enough, I’m not giving up on sun light
I’m not dumb enough, I’m still saving up another life
Of course I cry, I can’t have nothing
Lost myself among the many few
I won’t have my light bent by a prism
I’m no rainbow’s blue
I love you J, I love you B
We’ll always have the motherland
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 4:54 PM UTC
If you understate me I’ll show it to you
I’ll become inflated - a Steven-balloon.
Blow up my life like I fill up the room
I’m a me-balloon!
With the proper key you leave your roses at the door
Practiced memories and wilted petals on the floor
So you want more? But you doubt my love is pure?
This is all I’ve ever really wanted, and you’re not sure
I don’t need to see the score, I can become bigger than before
If you understate me I’ll show it to you
I’ll become flated like Steven balloon
Blow up my life like I fill up the room
I’m a me balloon!
Searching for my home, I’m checking into every whim
When it’s not my own I’m happily blown by the wind
Do you think I’m him? Or is my love too innocent?
You are all I’ve ever really wanted but I’ve kept hid
See through me: I stretch my skin, until I explode into fragments
If you understate me I’ll show it to you
I’ll become inflated like Steven balloon
Blow up my life like I fill up the room
I’m a me-balloon.
Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 11:16 AM UTC
I whisper in the night
There is another in my sight
This mister is polite
You lay behind the candle light
and we’re tied tight, sincere tidings cannot hide
We met in the spin of color secondary quest
We save our love from all the rest
Not in spite of, not in jest,
We know it best
You lift me up, you lift me up when I’m not dying
You lift me up, you lift me up when there’s no trying
You lift me up, you lift me up, my eyes stop crying
You lift me up
I clasp my heart and I throw it in the wind
If you return it, I’ll wear the badge again
I’m in your service until the very end
It’ll be twice as nice
Fill my heart with blood tonight
Don’t say I shouldn’t dance
I can’t help be romanced
My joy advanced
The answers in the way you play my favorite on a loop
The reason is the days I have an audience of you
And when we start I’m beginning life anew
The feat is that you saved me from a cold and empty shell
I’m living now for no one else
It’s not for nothing, who we are,
When I fall too far
You lift me up, you lift me up when I’m near dying
You lift me up,. You lift me up when there’s no trying
You lift me up, you lift me up my eyes smeared crying
You lift me up
Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 2:16 PM UTC
I’m not cold, I’m hot:
I’m perpetually running away from the cops
We got told, you got heard
All I remember’s a kiss then I threw up words
Toughening up, by the way
And opening up like a stranger to anyone I meet today
When a love comes around, it’s bait and switch
Blazing a trail I’m like a chaos witch
Is it the fall of man that feels so rich?
Like lost and found, always bait and switch
I meant good - good meant harm.
You’re not enough of a threat to be disarmed
I could move you, then you could show me the door
We trade in a temple of rest and upset the Lord
Judging me only to hate
But I’m burning up in a state that’ll leave you red, red, red, red bae
They say I’m a freak to defy love
Not me! I’ll be
known by the tracks and prints I leave
Not of a leash, a leech, a liege.
Charred and charming me
When a love comes around, it’s bait and switch
Blazing a trail I’m like a chaos witch
Is it the fall of man that feels so rich?
Like lost and found, always bait and switch
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 6:37 PM UTC
So they march us down the street keeping time to a broken beat
And the morals that we worship will be gone
Spite the blisters on our feet, we will all make a mass retreat
to a world where what we need will carry on
It’s spiraling out of hand, and we’re polling the crowd again
Nobody told me us life was not free
So I say to me
“Put up those halfway houses and pray the storm recedes.”
We act so vicious out of greed
As if there’s a victory among us, none such
So we’re taking our friends and we’re puttin’ ‘em out
like there ain’t no love to go around
Pulling no punches, only teeth
Then we’re taking the ends and we’re finding it out
It pulls you up to push them down
And this is not where I wanna be, either, picky eater
Now I think we’ve lost the plot, so we make ourselves a new lot
by putting two of our friends inside a room
We’ll be popping our candy corn in a protest anti-porn
while strapping ourselves inside the viewing booth
And staying so clean
Taking our Adderall, and going for the guttural
Laying all our incensers next to us
They’re blaming us for the mess so we’ve gotta totally digress
and turn against the only ones we trust
Next time I feel mean
I’ll try openly
Cut out my heart and tape it on my sleeve
Can we have their shame redeemed for a handful of thee
in tickets (quit this)
I’ve got a certain feeling you’ll be beat around it when the bush is in bloom
Again, I’ve got a secret 7th sense about it…you’ll dance like a foot if I shoot
Though - my mind is resolute: I don’t play with my food.
So we’re taking our friends and we’re puttin’ ‘em out
like there ain’t no love to go around
Pulling no punches, only teeth
Then we’re taking the ends and we’re finding it out
It pulls you up to push them down
and this is not where I want to be, either, picky eater
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 7:24 PM UTC
I lose at love
I’m feeling stupid
I’m proud enough
I call on Cupid
When life is draught
There’s nothing to it
Lose your bluff
Summon new recruitments
There’s nothing wrong
Desire is human
The wing man’s fletch is drawn
Come on, trust the music
Love on an aerial path
Surrender is useless
Be my wrath,
Be my justice
Aug 26, 2025
Aug 26, 2025 at 8:03 PM UTC
Here’s a tale so long regaled it’s trite unto a kid
Some time back, a man’s new hat invited so he hid
Matter that he did
Under cap, the mind just snapped, his skin has been replaced
The thin textile, his spirit nubile, the peer of id amazed.
Little that had changed.
Member of yesterday.
Go be both and choose to
Rectify no other’s rule
A man who throws the world, and A candy perfume girl
Incipient air into their heart, they self they knew had went
Trading out the grims of him a greener she invent
Wearing total mint,
Knowing nil of lint.
The scars of light behind her eyes from blocking out the son
Far archived, the molly perches letting out a growl
Mirror version said,
“We concede”, alleged
I become the rule
My body the monocle
A man who throws the world, and A candy perfume girl
I’ll do what I can
Maybe someday I’ll marry the ice cream man
Then high on some path a lowly branch, discreetly its hand clenched
The accessory suspended, gone unnoticed by that tenant
The pride of veil in lift,
the bribe of being him
Wearing views it’s hard to choose so nether forth do they
Upon a praise to unlock self praise, I cower into modes instead
Flatter, that she intended
The Hatter hold his question
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 8:59 PM UTC
I think this time I’ve got something figured, I thought it then drawn on the sand
Release relief, intermissionaries drop off the end
We be this way, the prophets profit
Often it’s out of our hands
Needing a faith, it’s on-off awful
We all come and follow the plan
But this time let us be free of the memory, open your head
And this time don’t let me love you again
Without this background interference we’re hearing it clear and it’s fresh
If it’s a yes, a dalliance and a dance has thrown off the scent
We share space, the connection it stirs in me altruistic grace
You’ll always be the perfect no
No, I must send you away
This time let us be free of the memory
This time don’t let me love you again
Don’t call for me again, I’ll show you what I am
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 8:57 PM UTC
I’m feeling stuck, it’s automatic
I drive my truck into traffic
Framed and cucked like Roger Rabbit
I’m driving up in automatic
I’m so bored tonight, baby
In my head I see a different fantasy
where i’m so borderline crazy and
never get my way
I’m feeling dumb
In autumn mad at
It’s just a girl I loved
I’m filled enough
With all the reservations
I rev it up in automatic
and it burns, and it burns, and it burns
When you hold me back it’s like we’re taking turns.
Undisciplined towards time, pining for involvement
Every object should act with autarky then present its packet in punctual succession
So I can just sit back, relax, and watch it happen
A shiny truck: in automatic.
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 8:56 PM UTC
You’re done walking
You step off the jewels in your path, you’ve done away with that
I’m cold open
Calling all the muses in range without a ringing page,
without a ringing page
If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by,
I’ll be on my feet again at ten with scattered eyes
If she goes rides with him tonight I’m on repeat, by design
Tracing the cave again attent to satellites
It’s unspoken
You break at the part where it turns into the pedaled woods
I’m off walking
I’m building a view of the space above a single place,
above a single place
If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by,
I’ll be on my feet again at ten with scattered eyes
(If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by)
If she rides tonight
(I’ll be on my feet again, at ten with scattered eyes)
If she rides tonight
(If she goes rides with him tonight, I’ll be replete, by design)
If she rides tonight
(Tracing the cave again, attent to satellites)
If she rides tonight
You’re done walking
You step off the jewels in your path, you’ve done away with that
With that
If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by,
I’ll be on my feet again at ten with scattered eyes
If she goes rides with him tonight I’m on repeat by design,
Tracing the cave again attent to satellites
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 8:38 PM UTC