Mothers day is fine
I don't mind it
not one bit
except when TV tells me
to buy up gifts n' ****
I really love my mother
I love her every day
so if I spend some money
will it be better
love to play?
If I buy her pretty flowers
or a fancy Ipod case
will she think that I so love her
more than words
could ever say?
How 'bout I draw a picture
just like the good ol' days
or make her something special
like an ashtray
made of clay
My kids I know they love me
they show me all the time
they don't need to
buy me presents
I know that they are mine.
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
What year is this anyway?
1993?
What did high school mean to me?
What did high school take from me?
My individuality
My sense of immortality
probably din't help
very much
though
it must have helped
that I
knew
everything,
right?
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
Scrupulous Empowerment
Endowed upon our Government
A System that us Citizens
Employ without much Dissonance
Listening without Learning
Driving but not Driven
Waiting to be Waistless
Adoring the Adornments
And being nothing more than that.
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 1:11 AM UTC
remember who you was
and remember who you wouldn't
remember if you Should'ave
and remember if you Couldn't
the things that happened Yesteryear
are gone like yesterday
the things that will
tomorrow
you could drink in a Frappe
ask the happy What Not
he was gone, like yesterday
the things that will tomorrow
are now gone
like Ice Capades
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
"Nice hair
did you dye it that colour
so you could look like me?"
Giggle
Those looks
The one off comments
I knew I was Different
When I was little
boys chased my bike and
threw rocks and me
When I was older
boys put notes in
my locker
While girls did
what girls do
which was often
(at that age)
not very nice
giggle
Those witty
pretty
pre teen
Muses
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 1:18 AM UTC
Autumn has the wind
Winter has the sun
The time between the seasons
Is my favorite - bar none
Frost is in the morning
Chill is in the night
But the stars will still shine brightly
Until they hide from morning light
The sunset's bright with purple pink
The sunrise red as blood
Water at the rivers edge
Threatening to flood
There's beauty and there's danger
All that which makes life sweet
Living on an Island
Really can't be beat
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 6:43 PM UTC
It doesn’t matter what I type
As long as I type words
It doesn’t faze me what the hype
As long as I infer
The lyrics although musical
Just bounce inside my head
They always start with music
But the words come out instead
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
Now he’s gone
I can’t go on
Feeding on this
Misery
We ****** him dry
What a great guy
His light side
And his dark side
Are a treasure to
Humanity
Nanoo nanoo
Your time is through
Your legacy
Your jokes
Your glee
Unfortunately,
You’re a
Candidate for suicide
A Statistic in your
Demography
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC
Stuck in translation
Such human frustration
When something goes wrong
I will write you a song
It’s true that we’ll never
Believe you for long
If I write you this song
Will you feel I belong
No I never will see you in heaven
Nor will I see you in hell
I will just see you right here
While you’re currently alive and well.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 3:39 AM UTC