everything you have touched lately has been turned upside down
did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed, all turned around?

you're starting to bend, can't you see?
yesterday you were 3 feet to the left, of whatever was supposed to be?

your reflection is out of focus.  if you haven't yet noticed?

just a smear on the mirror, starving to be wiped away

making today a great day, to just simply disappear

well, i'm all done with yesterday, now i got nothing to do for the day

maybe i'll build me a wall today

gonna build me a billion walls or more

build a wall without any windows

i can do it again, i've built a wall before

next door gonna build me a few hundred million walls or more

i build walls with my building wall skills that i'm so thrilled about the hole that i had just drilled

i build walls that they don't even pay me for, so i just keep building them, i don't even keep score

i'll build this wall, for whatever for,

then build that wall after i'm done with chores

cut the cord, cause i'm gonna build a wall too tall to ignore

so stick around, see what's in store, we got one we built in 1474

i'm gonna build a single wall to contain a quarter horse

the other three weren't paid for
there for show, they'll just be on display, there to adore

gonna build a wall with out doors that ways outdoors
has to stay outdoors

breaking my ball, building all of these walls, i feel it in my core,
***** to the wall, i do it *******

i do it until i am sore and worn

i just build all of these walls until i can't anymore

abracadabra, it's just a couple of acrobatic cadavers

this life that i live
for forever, i breathe
i need it to stop
i need some relief
the burden that is buried inside
it festers.  it seethes
in agony, i suffer
my mind not at ease
i'm restless and jaded
i'm in need of sleep
insomnia setting in
it's beginning to creep
with wide open eyes
a blank stare off into space
i feel like an ALIEN
stranded in a strange place
my thoughts are unclear
they're too real to go near
some only fragments
that just disappear
i'm stuck in this moment
my day has wasted away
like parts from the past
that blend with today
my thoughts continue to race
my focus fades
i'll disintegrate over time
as i slip away

lucky you, how do you do all that you do and do it all with an untied shoe

what are you?  i'm all confused?

are you about to come unglued?

for you to do all that you do and to do it all exactly on cue

like a statue that was born without ever a clue of what really to do

waiting for a passerby to pass on by to bring you back to life by lighting your fuse

so that you will have even more of nothing to do

i know that i should start to grow up

i will someday,  someday you'll see

because when i do,  you will see me

watching me,  as i grow

from this here seed,  into the biggest of trees

i guess ya go with the flow when you have had three best day evers, all in a row?

ya know, one of those days when all of your ducks are all lined up, but so dislocated and far from being like some sorta day in any sort of a row

but that's ok tho, cause when you're feeling like a paper airplane that's headed towards that open window

nobody knows just how many days that you'll go having way too many more best days ever, all lined up and finally in a row

i guess anything and everything is possible when you're sporting a square peg round hole attitude, just making no thing and nothing seem so simply impossible, i suppose?

so there you go, and it goes to really show that, that is that, just me, the day and that there wide open window

i just had the best day ever
i don't even know why
i just had four in a row
i hope more are nearby

i won't deny that i didn't qualify
i won't lie that i didn't even try

not to even wonder why,
why i am on cloud nine and feeling all too fine, feels like i want to live forever, i hope this feeling never dies

it feels like i'm driving high tides throughout the marshmallow skies, with my spirit so alive, soaring ever so high with solar butterflies while angels await to chant solace lullabies

the sun will never not shine
the day never runs out of time
to stay here forever, and never resign,
here I will remain,  this moment is all mine

why would you wanna say goodbye just to let another day go by when best day evers seem to magically multiply

just having me another best day evers
i savor the day and relish the weather

out from the sky falls my favorite bone
think i'll hang my head out the window the entire drive home

we's just like peas and carrots,

i fu'cking hate carrots!

i'm scared today because i burnt my toast, last tuesday

it is a scene that i'll never unsee
how can i live with myself, dealing with such a tragedy

now, i stay away from windows in this room that won't let me go,
dancing with myself, just me this ballerina and my shadow

there's a broom over there,
and there it will stay,
i'm too ******* afraid to go near it, it might sweep me away

i just don't feel the same when i pour the water down the drain,
i often wonder where it goes,
i stick my head in the toilet so that later on, i will know

i'm cautiously amazed. clumsy, and feeling out of place,
i dropped my smile, it made me fall on my face

i'm ok tho?

ok to never know?

how i still carry on with a day,  getting way too carried away
in an emotional state that's way too ridiculous to tame

not wasting any time
i waste all of my time
clownin around

cause when i'm clownin around
i don't clown around

it sure would be nice to have somebody else around here to congratulate me and hand me my award for being the smartest man in the room

i need to escape to my happy place, my happy place puts a smile on my face, i erase reality because i like how it taste

it is a little crazy here at my happy place, kind of makes it
a crazy happy place

a place that i can play pretend, a space to have fun in, fun is never done,
it seems it never ends

a carnival ride that is inside of my mind, i have such a great time,
the time of my life, when i nevermind

but i get the spins and it makes me sick, i can't get out of it

did i mention that i am sick as ****

it's beginning to taste like i am green in the face

fu'ck, i need to escape the aftertaste of my crazy happy fu'cked up place

what a mess you have made, what the hell were you thinking

i am only human.  and i am afraid
i may not learn from every mistake
i don't know what i am doing, but that's okay, cause i like it that way

it's okay to not feel shame.  fu'ck everything!
i fu'cked it all the way, the way i wanna fu'ck things

save yourself the disappointment, some things are better left broken

if it's fu'cked just leave it alone.

if ignored, and with patience, the smart thing to do would be to wait for it to work itself out

besides, i know of no one that knows how to unfu'ck something

i do feel a little better knowing that?
but i used to get so obsessed,  whenever i would beat on a dead horse

not quite sure why?  beat it for whatever reason,
no reason but to beat on that fu'cker until i felt better inside

it took waiting for forever.  nothing inside changed

only now, i have a deep seeded hate for that fu'cking dead horse

i hate that fu'cker more than anything!  ever!

hours and hours go by each time, i'd beat the fu'ck out of that horse,
try to beat it more and more every fu'cking time

time after time and time again, i'd try to bring myself back to life
i'd beat and i'd beat and i'd fu'cking beat,

until i got bored of beating the  fu'cking fu'ck out of that fu'cking horse

of course,  i'd fu'cking beat that horse, more and more and more,
like i was at war with that horse, just to feel better than ever before

i forever failed at feeling any better

i fu'cking hate that dead fu'cking horse!

so, i beat that fu'cker forevermore

why do i not feel like i am alive?

fu'ck, i feel dead inside!  just as fu'cking dead,  as that dead fu'cking horse

how the fu'ck, when i try and try and try, just to feel alive, but i still feel fu'cking empty.  deep down inside

i feel only one thing,  hate for that fu'cking horse
deeper down inside,  than ever before

i feel it in my core

i know that i am alive,  but i don't feel much life

does this mean that my spirit won't survive?

the more and more that i beat that fu'cking horse, i'd get more and more worn

i'd walk away from that fu'cker, more sore than ever before

i'd pour every effort into beating that fu'cking dead horse

i tore into that dead fu'cker on a quest for feeling, some sorta feeling,

to feel anything other than hate for that fu'cking horse

fu'ck,

nothing more than to constantly remind myself how much hate that i release when i love nothing more than to beat the fu'ck out of that dead fu'cking horse

the more and more that i hate that fu'cking horse

the more and more, i look forward to beating on that fu'cking dead fu'cker

anytime i find the time, i'd beat that fu'cker a few thousand times or more

beat that fu'cker all day and all night, then beat that  fu'cker some more

because it just feels right?

it's never the wrong time, to spend all of your time, beating and beating and beating on that horse until you feel something else inside

waste all of your time, not wasting any time,
beating on that fu'cking horse for the rest of your life

beat that dead horse and never resign

because, when you hate something from that deep within, it's a hatred that festers in your core

combine that much hate with all of your spare time, makes it primetime
to take all of that hatred and set everything else aside,

get primed

beat on that fu'cking dead horse, and do it double time!

of course in the meantime, wait for the hate to develop,
create a rage and violently dominate, beat and beat and beat
that dead fu'cking horse, beat that fu'cker overtime!

beat that fu'cker forever and a day

put in the time, build up your strength

and in no time you'll be in great shape, and just in time,
to beat that fu'cker for the fifth time today

make that fu'cking horse pay for a lifetime of mistakes,

that you made?

ignoring the fact that your hate is channeled away from you hating yourself even more than you hate that horse

but you fu'cking beat on it anyways

either way, that fu'cking horse endures all the beatdowns
and absorbs all the blame

that dead fu'cking horse has been dead for four fu'cking years and 68 days

you won't fu'cking quit!  you never changed a bit

all that anger, you're holding on to it

every bit of it!

your hate turns to rage.  you beat that fu'cking dead horse until you are blue in the face and fu'cking done for

never letting up!  not ever giving a fu'ck!

when is it going to be enough?

half of the time you are beating on that fu'cker you leave open the barn door
so the world can see just how much that you hate that fu'cking horse

why are you fu'cking beating on that dead fu'cking horse?

what the fu'ck for?  to even the score?

even in your downtime you beat on that fu'cker

swore you wouldn't ever stop

and sometimes you go on for a long fu'cking time

for fu'cks sake!  it's fu'cking war time, all the time,
never ever taking a fu'cking break

be on time for next time and make sure you make up for last time,

you don't want to fall behind

explore more ways to make all of the beatings, all of the time, your favorite past time

making time for next time,  to make beating the fu'ck out of that fu'cking dead horse

a fu'cking fun time!

cause anytime is a fun time, when you step out of line and find out that
there is more than enough time to beat on that motherfu'cker

forevermore

beat like you've never beaten on a dead fu'cking horse before

and beat on that fu'cker just like all of the times that you have before

beat on that fu'cker *******!  beat like it's the next world war!

beat on that dead fu'cking horse, until you can't anymore!

beat once the fu'ck more before you fall asleep and snore
because it's always a good time right before bedtime
to beat that f.ucker more than you can keep score

not only do you dream about the ultimate beatdown,
but deep down, you hope, for time itself to slow down

never have found a reason why you beat that fu'cker down

just to fu'cking feel better inside?

so eager to beat on that  fu'cker, you won't settle the  fu'ck down!

you're about to breakdown

you shout out loud about how beating on that fu'cking horse sounds

the sound of another beatdown


so realign

go back in time?

now is the time!  what the fu'ck are you waiting for?

hurry the fu'ck up!  cut in that fu'cking line!

do whatever it takes to beat the fu'ck out of that horse even more than ever before

even more than forever before.  for ever and ever more

beat on that horse for forever

and beat on that fu'cker before you walk through that door,
turn around,  beat that fu'cker down, so much more than ever before

never ever stop to do anything other than spending every minute of time
before the day that you die, beating the fu'ck out of that dead fu'cking horse

because you think it's alright?

beating on this fu'cking dead horse i thought would have helped?

i feel forever worse than ever before

living the rest of my life fu'cking hating that horse

and i will never forget how much hate that i have stored,
letting it build up, just to let it all go

now where the fu'ck is that horse!  i wanna beat on that fu'cker some more

cause when i'm dead, i can't beat the fu'cking fu'ck out of that dead fu'cking horse anymore

it ended up that i lost the war with that fu'cking horse

lost it before it began?

i started with a dead horse and ended with a fu'cking dead horse

so i beat that fu'cker just a little bit more

who thought that this would be anything other than pointless?

beating on that fu'cking dead horse was the only thought on your mind
for a long fu'cking time

your hate for that fu'cking horse, grew inside of you

to you, nothing else ever was

for you, all of those beatings blended into one single moment

your moment

beating on that dead fu'cker, time after time, with a one track mind

you beat and beat and beat on that fu'cking dead horse, for a lifetime

during that time, you spent your life beating away
you had the time of your life, only to find out that, your life has passed you by
you're too late.  your time is up

you have fu'cked away your life

one beatdown at a time

consumed by hate for a horse that's not even alive?

but you'll hate that dead fu'cking horse for the rest of your life

you just started beating away one day and you don't even know why?

hard to imagine, that so long ago

i left without reasons. where did i go?

am i some sort of ghost?  or just flying solo?

too much time spent, in a direction unknown

slowly losing myself, let that be known

there's no place like a home

wherever i don't even go?

forever doubting the things, that i'll never even need to know

i'm just living this life, lost and alone

mindless I ride in the saddle of my shadow
i mock and mimic my every move
when i cut it up, we bust it loose
when we're getting the groove on, i never lose

the choice, to forget to know
whichever way we choose not to go
whenever i'm playing a lame game
of duck, duck,  whose the goose?

we are never left alone, when i start to bust it loose
as we tune to the zone, i call in all the troops
confused, not knowing what to do
they tuck their tails, and show their caboose

everyone ran like hell, gave up for no reason
oh how they've failed, isn't that treason?
they're fu'cking scared, they don't like your tone
so just let them all be, fu'cking leave them alone

now truly lone?
where to?
where do we go?
i just can't decide

we can get lost in the dark, so i'll run there to hide
you watch my back, i'll distract my mind??
soon to be over, i run from the light
as i disappear, we set sail into the night

i wasn't there yesterday

i didn't get to see the way your eyes smile,  when you smile at me

you weren't here today, and for some reason, i still feel the same

what happens tomorrow?

will we coexist?

i don't know what this is,  but i think you were missed?

leaves that fall cause me grief

i am down in a hole and you are up in a tree

why won't you stay here with me?

can't you see?

i'm just the hole of what was to be

as you wave at me like a leaf

on your way to forgetting me

found dressed like a clown in a dark blue haze
when the fog rolls in, it drowns my parade

puddles collecting the rain, like thoughts that continue to race
am i losing my mind or am i just that insane

i'm frozen and cold, the clock stands still
i still can't decide how i should feel

i remain in the dark, the clock now spins like a wheel
with troubling thoughts, that i can not conceal

so never mind me, i can not believe
i've had too much of this, it's past time to leave

Dude, do you realize that you used the word dude
like three times in the same sentence, dude.

who does that?

can we pretend, at least for now, that i am fine?
as strange as it is here, i find comfort in despair
time gets lost, as forever feels like yesterday
alone inside my head, my thoughts become useless
i close my eyes and drift silently into the void
disturbed by the noise here, i try to remain sane
absent of emotions, with an undecided mind
i struggle to locate, the frequency of reality,  in which to believe
i remain hollow, left feeling empty inside
why am i even here? am i even alive?
this memory won't fade, it won't go away!
it's too familiar to me, i'm far from okay!
my world is out of focus, it's so far out of reach
will i ever calm down? it's getting too hard to breathe!
i live in a nightmare, with no closure or rest!
paranoia follows me around, like some kind of pest!
when panic knocks at the door, it's time to hide
stuck in this moment, frozen in time
this is all getting too real!  this feeling is all mine
remember before?
let's just pretend, that i'm fine?

i'm doing good, but i am so fu'cking bored

i'm doing so good that i'm feeling like i'm needing to fu'ck
up my life some,  just so that i am not doing so good

that would make me feel so good,

then i wouldn't be so bored because i'd be doing something that feels so fu'cking good

first thing i do
when i get up, i po op

i don't know what to do?
it's kind of a mess
and i'm kinda confused?

it just doesn't add up?
but for some rather usual reason?
i seem to get up
10 minutes sooner
then when i wake up?

what bad fu'cking news
how much sleep did i not lose?
i haven't a clue, am i presently dreaming about my latest muse?

hey fu'ck face could you come over here so i can, well you know, i can

fu'ck your face

hey everybody take your place and don't be tardy,
cause when fu'ck face is here it's time to party

i'd trade today for just one more yesterday

i miss when things were simpler. we had no worries at all
i haven't felt that way in forever, but i try my best to stand tall

living in this world gets harder everyday

i need to remind myself to breathe
i need some light to rid me of this darkness
i need a new horizon, some reason to believe

i wish I could turn back the time to remember what this life has meant to me

how has it gotten this way?

why am I left feeling this way?

i miss when things were together. instead of falling apart

searching for some piece of mind. trying to heal this broken heart

absorbing this moment. i hold on a little longer

remembering all the struggles that had made me stronger

i am not losing hope in this life, i'm just trying to find reason

i just need to feel alive, know there's something left inside

i need to hold my head up high, remind myself again how hard that i tried

now, all that i know is i should be taking this slow, forgetting it all,
and letting **** go

start in loving myself. let myself show

cause when i fall this far apart, i no longer glow

if i only had half a brain,  then i would only need half a brain

somehow i know that?

but how could it be known that,  a half brain can think

yet remain incomplete

but to be smart enough,  to know its own needs

to need a whole half of a brain,  to be complete

now that's just incompletely sane?

i still know who i am,  but i don't feel the same
luckily the half my hand is holding,  is the container for my name

on a quest to search for the rest.  all by itself,  it tries its best

but to be just half a brain,  that tries to obtain,
its other self,  is just too hard to explain

hey, could you come over here and help me please

i kinda got too high

my reflection didn't believe me, that i could walk sideways on the ceiling

his fu'cking ego just won't let go

so to prove i could, i take one more hit if sh'it

just one more step

fu'ck ya!  i'm doing it!?

how about it, don't know how i did it?

shouldn't have never fu'cking done this!

now, i'm dealing with something that's unappealing to me

what the fu'ck am i feeling?  i'm fu'cking sideways on the ceiling!

i shouldn't have taken that last hit. now, i can't get down!

for fu'cks sake!  will i ever comedown?

i do know about gravity?

it was a gift that was created in Einstein's mind, just thinking **** up all the time

invented by a human, that happened to come around and found out that before his invention,

people were having trouble, not falling down


the Thought tells the voice, what he's thinking about

then the voice will get in touch with his guy,

to reach out to my guy

to have my guy tell me, to think about it


so, i think about what the Thought really thinks about all day

the Thought, must think a lot, cause the voices talk a fu'cking lot,

while silence listen in, my head begins to spin
i think gravity is my only way to win

i desperately need to comedown!

but nobody ever came around, to show me how to use gravity

just thought i'd let you know that, you now know that?

i know, i'm kinda confused and my confusion is hard to understand

i'll fu'cking yell like hell, but say something else?

if you are confused because i am confusing to you,

and i'm now confused about confusing you,

you're confused too? that's too much! we're cluster fu'cked!

now, that's just straight up, whatever the fu'ck
i'll never understand it sorta fu'cked

i don't get it?  confusion?  there's nothing confusing about that

maybe Nobody is confused?

and all of his bottled up confusion eruption episodes, gets Nobody aroused

fu'cking bowel arousal?

i'll sh'it myself, if i scream out loud,

Nobody's around and every other Somebody that i have found has passed me by, i haven't come down, yet.  still, stuck on the ceiling,

will i ever find a clever way to hang around here, instead of never coming down

i pray out loud, i shout a foreign language out of my mouth,

i doubt if i'll get used to what I am saying's sound

i can't understand why confusion surrounds, everything is now confusing and I am confused about anything that can confuse

how about that i refuse to let you use that candle,

to light my fuse,

because there is no light inside of me?

what i can't handle, i fu'cking dismantle

i blew a fu'cking fuse!  lights out!

Nobody's around, Nobody is here to help?

i light my candle to keep myself company

i use it to light the way, when i step outside to see

to see only me?

but it's good that Nobody is here to watch?

No One ain't around no more?

when Nobody is not here, then i don't really know me

and when i'm not myself, i use myself and introduce myself to myself

it gets strange here when i'm a stranger that is in danger of not having myself as a friend to help me and myself

now i am alone, even though Nobody is here?

just to not appear?

does he disengage?  can he tame his rage?

whenever it gets strange here, Nobody disappeared after lighting my fuse

so i don't know who the fu'ck to accuse

fu'ck, now i'm all kinds of confused

it's a confusing feeling to have with so much confusion around

confusion has shortened my fuse!

and Nobody is nowhere and now here to bring the news?

i guess maybe i do lose

stranger things have happened when somebody doesn't know who they get to choose to be when they don't feel like a self?

leaves ya kind feeling like Nobody does?

does nobody feel themself?

about to fu'cking lose it,

getting lost, all confused, and ready to fu'cking blow,

candle burned out, turned around and upside down,

spinning in circles, it's too much!

i start to dismantle, losing my grip because of my loose as fu'ck handle,

it's falling the fu'ck off!  it's too much to handle!

makes life unbearable!!!!

now you have gotten me even more confused,

i swear, i'm losing my grip, on this loose *** handle sh'it,

but what confuses me the most is, wondering why the fu'ck,

you are wearing fu'cking socks with your sandals

we can change the weather, if you want it to yourself
you're so cold and heartless, it already feels like hell

always screaming at me, from like you're up in a tree
is it any wonder why, that i am ready to leave

can you not see? this dark cloud, over me
it hangs around, when you put me down
you act like a goddess, treat me like a clown

starving for change. i hope that it rains
i pray it drowns out, your princess parade

you wasted my time, toyed with my mind
everything was yours. was something mine?

all that you say, means nothing today
oh, i didn't tell you, ya, i left yesterday

hey stupid, what you doing?

not much, just hanging out being stupid

well you do a good job at it, cause you do look really stupid,
just standing there, all stupid like

so stupid looking that you must be the poster child for stupidity

it's so stupid that i am even here talking with you

remove that stupid look on your stupid face, make it disappear because you are so fu'cking stupid looking looking into that fu'cking mirror

i'm so confused
is it me?
or do you think it is you?
i don't know what to do
i just kinda wanna talk to you

are you building walls?
just don't want to talk at all?
are you starting to fall?
IDK, i tried to call

do you want to be just friends?
or someone to be there until the end?
do you need more time to mend?
cause i don't know what you intend

you said that you wouldn't disappear
are you scared, are you full of fear?
your voice is all that i want to hear
why won't you just reappear?

i ask will you tear down that wall
my ****** up head, says it's all my fault
i just want to talk that's all
please will you just give me a call

after all of these years i have finally found my place

i find that my place doesn't have enough space

lets face it, i don't fit

there is not enough space for me to fit into my place

know i'm the kind of person that wears their heart on their sleeve

unfortunately for you my coat is in the other room

waiting there just not to care

want to see what i store in my underwear?

you said i'd never make it
said i would make a mistake
but now i'm right where i belong
embracing the feeling of being misplaced

you said i'd never make it
said i would fall on my face
but now i'm right where i belong
replacing the feeling of feeling disgraced

even told me i couldn't face it
told me that i was the mistake
but now i'm right where I belong
proving you wrong and it's more than you can take
no one to blame,  got nothing left to say
so how does it feel,  to know your tongue has been erased

hey go over there and give that ***** a kiss,

but this time do it with your fist

Nobody is home.  yet the light is on
i think that that light will stay on until dawn

cause Nobody cares to turn that light out
but he can't do it right now, he's out and about

now filled full of doubt about if that light has been turned out

is that light really on?

has he been gone all along?

because Nobody knows that he left his light on

it's ok to have nothing, when nothing is all that you have

it's ok to be broken, if you're only broken in half

it's ok to feel lonely, when you want to detach

it's ok to hesitate, if you're about to hold back

it's ok to not do a thing, when you don't have a plan

it's ok to feel desperate, if despair shows it's hand

it's ok to be yourself, so take off the fu'cking mask

i won't bite you
but when i do
i will take my time
until i am through

i won't chew
just a nibble will do
did i mention, i will take my time
i do just simply love the taste of you

i will take my time with you
nibble on you until i am through
i'll sink my teeth in slowly
when all that i want is just a little dose of you

stay the fu'ck away from me today

you radiate so much hate

you emit too much bull'****

just too fu'cking ignorant to get it

we all want nothing to do with you, so stay the fu'ck away today

go flush your sh'itty mood and your ugly fu'cking attitude

stay the fu'ck away, you are just more bad fu'cking news

just go the fu'ck away, because today we want nothing to fu'cking do with you

life is like biting into the ripest peach, only to later realize

that once you bit, you should have just quit

how does it taste?  to be chewing dog sh'it

a hollow soul left out in the cold, all alone with nowhere to go,  just a lost lone soul hollow and cold headed down the road that nowhere goes

the only creature lost on earth that needs nobody,  it seems nobody needs this creature

so it kinda makes ya feel like a nobody,  lost in a place where nobody knows nobody

and i'm the nobody that nobody knows,  a ghost,  a creature lost and forever unknown on the road that nowhere goes

i am an unknown ghost that nobody knows,  just nobody's ghost,  a creature so lost,  so cold,  so hollow and lone,  all alone,  on my own,  lonely and on the road to nowhere off into the vacancy of the unknown a cold hollow place where nobody knows if this lost soul will ever find his way back home.

i am happy and i love what i do,
but it's sad that i don't get to enjoy doing what i love to do

today is my birthday, all day it's my day

my mind is made up

probably make another mistake

on my face i am destined to fall

but it's my day, and "i want it all"

look at me go,  into a new year

i plan on taking it slow

so slow,  that you would never ever know,  even if I told you so?

now,  i'm just letting you know that,  you now know that?

so that,  it will be known that,
i might just stay right here,  to ring in the new year

because it's perfectly clear,  that if,  right here i stay,
everything else,  will remain just plain ok

because for some other reason,
i still think that tomorrow,  is still coming today

drowning in a present,  of a past i can't change,
i have hope that next year does not bring along the same

the next,  it's unknown,  that's why I take it soooo slow,
last year brought on the fear,  and it really has shown

but i'm not really scared of letting it go,
just hoping that last year,  will leave me alone

i am no longer afraid,  of change or no change
and whatever happens,  i'll try not to complain

so prepare for next year,  stay somewhat the same,
just be yourself,  but do continue to change