There it is my one emotion
Hi
How have you been? Up so
high.
I really hope we can get
high,
You and I? We have our emotions
Hi
and Sober.

When I was a child I would
lie.
I would smile even though I had no emotions.
Hi
Man, now I have my one emotion.
Hi
and then I'm always colder.
Bye,
sailing away on the open ocean.
High
tide rise. A Hobby? You must be joking.
I
really only have one emotion.

I'm really hoping we can get
by
with such a narrow frame of focus.
High
and then it's always over.
Why
did they leave my casket open?
Why
can I see my casket closing?
I died,
and left it all to that one emotion.

There it goes my one emotion
Bye
See you around. Up so
high.
I really love when we get
high,
You and I. We have our emotions
Hi
and Sober.

Working this hellish job,
I come up for air, but I'm barely surfacing.
I can barely see through the fog.

I did not show up for the circus.
I did not answer the call.
I mean look at me; I'm a person.

I'm just trying to decide here.
I'm trying to make up my mind.
Should I even attempt resurfacing?

Or hold my head under water permanently?
Like an addict, I want to die.
I was not prepared for this circus.

I'm not going to pay for these.
Working this hellish job,
I look at the sky, "Have mercy on me."

Your employee rhetoric is not working on me.
I think it's curtain call.
How could I forget you were a serpent?

They said it was for a good purpose.
Can we please press pause?
Is this movie even worth it?

Is this microphone even working?!
Can you read these words at all?!!
All quiet on the western front...

I think somebody spiked the punch.
Like a candle, I want to die.
I mean look at me; I'm a person.

I need something I can touch.
Like a candle, I burn alive.
Like an addict, I burn alive.

Like an addict, I burn inside.
Like an addict, this IS urgent!
Like an addict, I burn high.

Who put me down for the circus?!
I wanted to sit on a log and watch
the ripples on the surface.

But I can barely see through the fog.
I mean look at me; I'm a person, and I
work a hellish job.

I dry up.
I go stale.
A little here,
a little there.

A little *******.
A little bare.
Like they never saw it coming.
On your feet like one too many.

Oh I feel like I've failed.
I lost my pints and quarts.
I wind down.
I fizzle out.

A little here,
a little there.
A little sound.
A little cheer.

Things I didn't want to say.
I don't think I could have said it
quite any other way.
I don't think I could regret it

as well as I can today.
I fade away.
I wash out.
A little here,

A little there.
A little scared.
A little tossed out.
I am so unprepared.

Life's turning point, and I can't find the pivot.
Rotten **** but I can't seem to give it.
Don't judge because you haven't lived it.
All I know is I wanna be very far away.

When I scream I try to scream loudly.
The skies are dark, but I wouldn't mind cloudy.
I walk so hard but I can't walk proudly.
It's the closest thing I have to night and day.

I'm a drag.....a ******* drag.
But you can be the bright spot on my horizon.
I'm a drag.
Such a drag.
What a drag...

Who are you behind those eyes?
Are you deadly? Are you alive?
Who are you behind those lies?

What is going on in your mind?
Should I do it? Is this the time?
Who are you behind those sighs?

Who are you behind those cries?
Is it for help? My arms are tied...
Who are you behind that guise?

Who are you? But then, who am I?
Are we the world? Are we the sky?
Who are we behind these eyes?

It feels good, but just for the moment.
And it's warm,
and it's close,
and it holds my hand, but just for the moment.
Then it lets me go.

And I'll be cold, but just for the moment.
And scared,
and confused
alone in the dark, but just for the moment.
Then it picks me up again.

Lo and Behold.
If only for the moment.

They ooh and aah, but just for the moment.
Nice big smiles and
pats on the shoulder.  
She says, "I love you, baby." But she just loves this moment.
"I love you too."

My memories eat at me, but just for the moment.
I need to get out there!
I get used to the cold,
but I remember the warmth in the heat of the moment.
I can't get over it.

I stand on a soapbox, "Ma'am, Give me a moment!"
...of your time.
Spare change?
Time for a change, Ill seize the moment!
...and it passed.

*knock *knock *knock "Just a moment!"
And that's all it was.
I knew by the knock. I flung open the door.
She was in the neighborhood and visited on the spur of the moment.
"I'm glad you stopped by."

They say life is best lived in the moment. But of all the
days and weeks and
months and years,
I just wish we had a little more
time.

I flicked the ash from my cigarette.
Watched the smoke rise
in silence.
This lone bench I had found was wet,
but it was mine,
in silence.
My class wasn't close to starting yet,
but it was fine,
in silence.

But this silence is violent.
And my pen is compliant.
And there is nothing wrong with
this bench or this harsh quiet.

Like a sunset, except personal,
this is all mine.
My bench, my cigarette, my moment,
and it's all fine.

For now at least...
It'll do for now...
For in this silence I was endowed
a simple pleasure I heard aloud.

This violent silence,
and this harsh quiet...
It made me smile  for awhile.