For an attractive man, he can drowned his sorrows in frivolous interactions and ****** encounters with women of little depth.

For a rich man, he can dispel his vexations with opulence and the ego fiscal stability brings

For the genius? Without either of the other two gifts, he is left to eek out his days in abhorrence. Alone, carrying the excess of his own mind.

If only there was a way to monetize IQ points....

There is, just not literally.

Talking like an optimist...
Act like I don't say this ****
For my own **** benefit
To get me through liiiiiife

I'll change my own mind!
Be my own man!
No other halves I'm a whole
But never the less I would digress for her embrace and her hold
And yes I still do stress finding my place in this world

See somedays
I feel like Sir Edmund Hillary after he scaled the highest peak humanity has ever climbed

Other days I feel like a **** covered newspaper floating down the sewer in the streets of Mumbai is sailing away with my mind

But I like to perpetuate the image that I'm the happiest man alive
Because if you're really that smart, shouldn't it be easier to find???

I took a seat among the crowd, but still I wasn't a part of it
I try my best to blend but still I set myself apart from it
I'm the nail that sticks out, forever hammered down
So I drink the thought away, ****, I'm hammered now..
It wouldn't be that bad, but my love's so unconditional
So I get spurned and kicked around, still my loyalty is exceptional
And I dress real loud, but it's not to be noticed,
It's so when I look into the mirror I can trick myself out of being hopeless
At least for the moment,
At peace for the moment,
Then my brain weight and my brainwaves crack my neck to the left,
My eyes go blind, my ears go deaf,
Darkness ensues and consumes
As it will continue to do,
Until I spray that pink mist all across this very room

I said "You've never done this with someone like me"
She said "How do you know?"
Because there's no one like me
Most who **** me want to fight me
Most who fight me just say **** it
Because I'm so persistent they've just had enough of it
I read text books recreationally because I feel ignorant and unworthy
I go through self defeating tangents where I wake up at 2 pm and still fall asleep early
I've been called the most benevolent happy and loving person people have ever known
To other people I was a soulless destructive retch since I was barely grown
I tend to run into glass houses dual wielding stones
Money founds my philosophies so I spend most of my time alone

She looked disappointed, what was moans turned to groans
Then strapped up her bra and started the long journey home


Just being real lady.....

I told a young girl "write poetry when you're sad, harness it"
She wrote a poetic note and she hanged herself with a leather belt on a closet bar,
Had she been five pounds heavier she'd have fallen

Told a young boy "don't isolate yourself to your computer, get out in the world buddy"
He found his niche on a high traffic corner selling escapism to life's victims and got shot in the cerebellum over a $175 dollar debt

Just mind your business Mychael.

First let it be known I wrote this sitting on the toilet of my favorite local Thai restaurant
With too much Jameson in my system and it has my head spinning
I said to myself, I'm in no condition for poetry so prose is probably the way to go
Tonight I saw children who blossomed from the same tree as I, reared on the same playground, with their neck's scarred from a noose of addiction, track marks in their arms and they're incapable to listen
I saw a woman so beautiful she gave me that crossed brain feeling of frustration and desire,
She had a bruise on her right arm from a man who smashed a bottle forcefully at her feet at the end of the night, I guess he didn't know she was beautiful
She didn't either
I saw an aging man gambling away his life savings, staring intently at a screen with scrolling numbers,
He was conservative in nature, didn't want to pay taxes as it topically came up, it is tax season
I saw a bartender spill two drinks, a bouncer who by no means wanted to fight anyone, a drunk drooling a puddle of discontent with life, a man lose 3thousand dollars playing pool, and a pinball machine that only one bumper worked, there was no out of order sign,
All of this moved in synchrony, but I'm sure that the only people who are happy right now are those in the embrace of another
And me?
Well I'm just ******* red curry and greatness

Another rose in the cracks of the concrete
Stomped out, surrounded by the wrong feet
About six feet north is the heads of men without the proper appreciation,
Of it's beauty, of it's patience, luminescence and essence,

But I appreciate it. I admire it. Hurt that my appreciation isn't appreciated.

Stop your complaining, it's a flower you godforsaken retched **** up.