Blaire the blonde
And Brandy the brunette
Trying to settle an arbitrary cliche
Something that started eons ago won't be ending today
Brandy will get you drunk
Off of ***
Blaire will trick you into loving her (blonds are smarter than often credited)
Blaire is the tonic that put brandy out of business
Yet Blaire is broke
Brandy's boyfriend sold coke
And Brandy consulted Blaire
As a sister whom she adored
Blair gave her some shifty advice
(“******* is caffeine, morphine of high, buy it don't abuse it like I know you will or your surely die”) Brandy decided to sell herself to the streets and became an escort
Blair died of old age alone and homeless
So the moral of the story is that of Robin Hood in reverse When you go over a traverse it's smarter to make stupid decisions some of the time

When in doubt go with red

If only I had
Dropped that line
You would still be alive
I should've have taken that dive
But I didn't

Words escape me
As I try to save the memories
But nostalgia and regret cloud my vision
In blessed derision

And after everything
The curtains close
But the that memory remains
Aftershock bites
But the memory still remains

Avoid Tex-Mex
If you value your insides
your body will thank you later

Blasting off *****
When you’re to weighed die
And you can’t come back down

Leave me out of the spotlight
Make me a shadow
I’m more than ready
To be a footnote

So much fear
Musics an outlet
If I were to blow up
I’d be ousted

Conversations
Interviews
TMZ, tainted news
Leave me out
Of the public eye
I don’t wanna be famous

I hope this song goes
To the top
My message will be heard
I’ll sign a million autographs
Be a connection in social media
Make us trend
I’ll be your friend
Just let it end there

I don’t wanna be famous
I don’t wanna be famous
I don’t wanna be famous
I don’t wanna be famous

I’m a humble *******
Not an insolent *******
I don’t follow your trends
I’m not looking to make friends
Or amends
Anything I say can
Be taken however
By whoever

But lest you forget
That these are merely words
And this is music
Open to interpretation
Around the nation
Across radio stations
I’m telling you
I won’t do a *******
Interview

I don’t wanna be famous
I don’t wanna be famous
I don’t wanna be famous
I don’t wanna be famous

Space and time

Information overload
Substances I can’t decode
Mental processes erode
Is there a reason
To this rhyme
Is this a change
In the paradigm



There’s a state of mind
That I can’t find
Cause I’m caught  between
Space and time

Don’t sell your soul
To be a penny on parole
The melodic highway
Has no toll

Parallels undermined
Logics unkind
Emotions intertwined
Racing thoughts in my mind


There’s a state of mind
That I can’t find
Cause I’m caught in between
Space and time

There’s a state of mind
That I can’t find
Cause I’m caught  between
Space and time

I think we’ve reached
A new low
People have forgotten
How to google
I question how
People could be functional
With this amount of stupidity

Google it
You stupid ****
It May not be valid
But you can dig further
Inquire wisely

I’m sorry
Our generation of college
Educated
Could degenerate
How do you become

Incapable
How did you get
Such a high-paying job?

Google it
You stupid ****
It May not be valid
But you can dig further
Inquire wisely


Google it
You stupid ****
It May not be valid
But you can dig further
Inquire wisely

Believe what you want
And say what you will
And watch ideas grow
In a garden from your window sill

You can’t defend
Your insecurities
You must face yourself and ask
“Do I agree” For you see
That’s  up to you not me
I’ve found meaning
In rhyme
Words are just the color I abuse
Use these poems as insight and take them in
Because the readers worst committed sin
Is self-importance with a side of a grin
If I wanted to tell you want to think
If I wanted to tell you what to believe
Than I’d be a minister
But I’m not
And they’re  not that sinister
This first poem has to have a strong finisher
So I say
Believe what you want and live your own way
But take what I say to heart today
And it quite possibly could influence you pos’tively