I've got that anxiety man,
Faces all around me seem to sag and frown.
Preacher man tells me to look at the sky not ground.
But I want to give the bugs the curusty of eye contact as I walk over them.
Why is their life so simple and mine so unsure?
Bet bugs don't even love they just **** and crawl on.

**** man, I hate all these eyes.
Tip toeing after me like the headlining band.
Not waiting to begin ******* as I head on my way in.
All the clocks say ten but the sun screams it's dawn.
Why aren't I in ******* bed right now...
Can someone shut that bird up!?

Our society is playing limbo,
That bars drops and drops.
When you hit it you fall,
When you fall you crash.
Now you your broken,
Time for relapse.
Remember back in a time before,
Where ****** were gentle,
And guys could roam.
Skip down hopscotch boulevard,
To end up in a hole,
Below the bar.
Under pavement,
Alone an understatement.
As you try to procrastinate,
Your suffocation.
Died long ago score under par,
Taken out like everyone else,
By that **** bar.

Being here before the bible,
I have learned nothing has ever been planned.
Byproducts avoided bullets,
Because all the bandits all have lost an eye.  

Never can put my finger on it,
Newly **** imagines that I wish I knew,
Fogging up the nightmare's window.
Now evaporate back into your nimbus.

I can see past the eyes,
They all think they are invisible.
Like a heated igloo in a blizzard,
Imploding inevitable but still comforting to look at.  

Everywhere I sense the uneasiness,
That stampede of silent elephants.
Eyeballing the problem might just scare it off,
But everything equal can still tip a scale.
  
Pieces of this puzzle,
Are too interesting not to play with,
Making products through plagiarizing the ideas,
Given to us by our planet.  

But nothing is ever planned.

There's the idea,
Get up and leave.
Go on the path of your own choice.
God has got nothing to do with this,
But a hollowed voice always doubts.
I can run for miles,
Shards of glass for shoes,
Forcing me to walk my path,
Not with you but alone.
Run all I want I still need to hide.
Live with the spiders?
The monkeys?
Inside my own mind?
No much too cluttered in there.
Keep moving towards the realization,
That I will end up coming back.
A nature walk to find myself,
Only ended in my last act.

But that's okay,
The show must go on.

He's selling,
His story,
For fame and glory.
Letting everyone in,
As his soul pours out.
How can you let then unknown,
Sweep into the darkest part,
Of your heart?
I'd call you a sell out,
But your only spreading the word.
I'd ask for you to shut up,
But you should never take the wings off a bird.
Maybe your just so real now that you appear to be fake,
Specking so calculated,
Singing to be heard,
It makes me mad somehow,
Isn't that absurd?

I am the same way you know,
But of course you know that.
You look up to me as inspiration,
When I am really just a disgusting damp bat.
Reclusive and in hiding,
I hate to show I care.
I could have gone with you to that place,
If I wanted to share.
I rather lock my feelings up,
And scream in a sound proof garage,
Then to share my close thoughts to strangers,
Who don't know who we are.
I don't want fans,
I just want to cool down.
Writing and living,
Making my own sound.
My own secret,
For my very few to enjoy.
Because no one wants to be aware,
That I am just an innocent boy.

If sharing is caring,
Then I guess I don't care for myself at all.

Cool breeze,
Release me.
My mind,
Has been so busy.
I've been talking to shadows,
They always have something unheard of to say.
Lip syncing the unimaginable tongue,
Surprises roll out like soldiers,
Armed ready for war.
Taking me on laps,
Over and over again.
But every time,
I never want the lap to end.
Now I feel that cool breeze,
Coming round.
Makes you think,
Why safe and sound?
More like,
Are you happy,
Now that you're living in a box,
Protecting yourself with all your chains and locks?
Now through the keyhole,
The breeze kisses your face.
Best feeling of relief,
When you're locked in a cage.
Somewhere out there,
You know now,
There is a escape.

How can you hate with a smile?
Looking into their eyes all the while.
Yet you claim to despise,
The presence of him.

Makes me sick,
That you would twist,
Your own arms,
Just so you can see over the crowd.

Afraid you'll get too hot standing up alone?
Not aware that not everyone is a fan of your moan?
****** me off,
How you all hate.

Now abate.
Or don't feel at all.

There's an odd boy,
He stares into the glass.
You can see the longing in his eyes,
His whole body in a cast.
Marked up,
By all the ones he loved.
Saying get well,
"You won't be broke for long."

He knows he isn't broke,
But he still stares through the glass.
Trapped in his own cast,
Comforting him at last.

I have her trust.
Shouldn't that be enough?
She has giving me what I want,
But it is a taunt.
If I take it I will break it,
And lose her heart.

I am in control.
I always seem to be.
That is why,
I allow,
Others to think,
They control me.

You make me your safety net,
As you cut me up.
Making me,
Feel so good,
But do more then smile,
I am forcing you to stop.

Trust me.

They like the way you bleed,
They like the way you scream.
It's a service to you and them,
It's a service that they need.  
You are a device.
You are a tool.
A Swiss army knife of pleasure.
Even if it costs you an arm.
Sharing is caring you know,
We share my blood in an oath.
Sister and I by blood,
Is this ******?
Will I ever get enough?
I have scratches,
I have scars,
I got bite marks all over my arm.
Takin blood,
Takin pain.
Because darling I love your eyes when your insane.  
We are the true animals,
We both come alive as we sense blood.
Your sharp blades and euphoria,
Are what really tie me to the ground.

And I smile the whole time,
Knowing that,
My pain is your pleasure.
Then I fade away.

Only to stop you at your discretion.

When plants die,
They are stiff.

When we die,
We are loose.

They decay,
We age away.

But neither of us stay,
For the grand parade.

To see everyone else walk.

Looking in your eyes,
Hoping you will decay.
Unleashing all your everything,
So I can get a taste.
Wondering if when you crumble,
Will the townspeople fix you up?
Or will the pieces stay where were left,
Even though we all know that's not right.

Can I keep a part anyway?
A souvenir for all the trouble?
Can I sleep with a smile sketched on my face,
Even if it's from denial?

If plants can overgrow,
Then we as a species are obese.
Leaves make trees more beautiful,
But fall has rid us of all of them.

We are a rotting tree in winter,
And our demons live inside.
Hibernating the fear and angst away,
Since they can't afford to hide.

Everyday we pray,
No groundhogs will be afraid.
So spring can spring upon us,
And feed our many roots.

But Mr. Groundhog,
Doesn't show up.
All he does is paint sliver linings,
And keep our hopes up.

With the sun keeping spring a secret,
That only fools know.

Ever walk into the dark hoping you'd get grabbed?
Ever held a knife's blade dreaming of the stab?
Visioning all that's wrong,
And all the ways to make them right.
Staring into the night sky waiting for the first glimpse of light.
Suddenly the light hits you,
The moment you look away.
Reveling all the scars,
Reminding you of the old days.
Each one of them was painful.
Each one of them made me smile.
Now I wait to be finished off,
Covered in oil,
Ready for the fire.
When I ignite my eyes will be on the night,
Standing there motionlessly on fire.
The unending pitch black night sky won't look as bad,
As the smoke raises higher.

This is my revision of the dark,
Picture a fire in a park.
Peaceful,
Indifferent,
Ignored by all.
A child watching,
Holds her doll.
And in her eyes,
There is the sun.
And the revision,
Has begun.

I held it in my hands, and felt the god in me.
I can **** you, or I can set you free.
"What are you doing?" they asked.
"Having fun." I replied.
"I wonder if a tiger would allow me not to die."
Squeezing it they named him "Frank".
I called him "Dead" as I picked it up by its leg.
Begging they asked for his second chance.
So I let it go and watched it dance.
Then I saw myself again.
A spider waiting in the shadows.
I cheered Frank on to get caught.
So nature could take course.
But Frank didn't want to get taught.  
It hopped away,
Missing it's lesson about life.
And the spider starved.
Everyone else happy,
I was just in awe.
It had cheated death twice.
****** Frank...

Why haven't we ******?
Guess it's just my luck.
Never taking what I think is handed to me.
Too deaf to hear too blind to see.
Caution my play pin I like to say put.
We will never know till we know.
Can't stop on red always on the go.
Maybe not so fast.
Maybe I'll come in last.
Chasing the burning sting that is too corny to say.
Found it in a barn.
Who would have guessed it'd farm?
Used to have eyes bigger then it's space.
They'll never understand why he was sent away with a case.
Walked away to jump into the same pile of burning hay.
Was he lost or found?
Did he make it safe and sound?
Was the case alright?
Did anyone cry that night?
Now his body donated to the naughty will finally get what it wanted.  

Casual ***, not so perplex, never has to be a next, or an ex, just ***.

Can't you see all of the ****,
Gathering at the bottom of the pond?
Slowly gathering,
All sin, plague and harm.

Let it all drown there,
Leftovers for the fish.
Eat it all up,
Before you go on their deep dish.

After which we will eat,
And gain the evil we fed you.
Taste of our own medicine,
What's worse we aren't even insured.

Hindsight came too late,
Right after I finished my plate.
Now everyone is falling over,
As my eyes start to close.

I fade away as I float away,
Going down down down,
Then I realize what I am,
I am the **** that drowned.

Take a piece of me,
I beg you please,
Rip it off,
And keep yourself close to me.

And what is left,
Will live on,
Maybe forgetting you,
Maybe it'll hold on.

As for the piece you have,
Please don't forget.
That I can be with you,
I'll always be there if you fall.

But maybe it is time for you to trip...

Savvy,
Savvy,
Understand?
Do you hear the crows scream,
Their wicked plans.
Savvy,
Savvy,
Do you know when they come,
They promised they wouldn't hurt no one.
Savvy,
Savvy,
Shake your head,
If you know what I am saying,
Then your not playing dead.
Savvy,
Savvy,
Never understood,
That's why we killed the thieve,
You call Robin Hood.
Savvy,
Savvy,
Repeat after me.
Savvy,
Savvy,
Scream what you read.
Savvy,
Savvy,
Don't be their seed.
Savvy?

I feel like I don't,
Life is but a joke,
As we all wait,
For that sarcastic punchline.

I love to wait,
I hate to hate,
But everyone around,
Disgusts me.

A hobby of mine,
Is to waste all my time.
Wishing and wanting,
For the next best thing.

Wish I could be,
The finalization of we,
We of all people
In one final being.

Until all things are one,
My waiting is never done.
Please join me,
As I wait for the sun.

No touch,
I listen.
Barley feel,
The wrath you bring.
I do not abuse you,
In any way.
No ****,
Just love,
And respect,
In my own peaceful way.
You like to lead,
Then lead away,
Can't expect your slave to
Jump into your lap,
So come to me,
I want to be your sap.
****,
I am a fool,
But please,
Hold my leash
I am yours,
Take it or...

I am the third person,
The narrator of it all.
Watching all the people,
Live, laugh, and love.
Silently I stare,
Ease dropping.
Do they even care,
Or am I truly alone?
I hope that if I walk off,
Someone will come follow me.
I dream that someone cares,
For me as a being.
I want all that *******,
That everyone wants.
I want that sappy romance,
A girl in my arms.

I can see back in time,
Noticing hidden hums and rhymes.
Gazing the stars I thought to be dim,
Chances of it all happening again are so slim.

Moving on I know who I am,
I am the guy who doesn't know.
Past, Present, Future, Relevance, and Ambition,
Are all missing from the show.

But as long as I can smile,
I can assure that I will know them.

Might just take awhile.

Tower stacked high, attacked by lies.
Foundation hurt, young giraffe's, growth spurt.
Unstable yet, eloquent.
On stilts above, the ants.

Doesn't even, crush them now.
He just, stands there, and laughs.
I know, that we both,
Are unstable, tables, on there, last leg.

But do you, realize,
If we lean on, each other,
We are stronger,
Then we both think?

We could be, a tepee,
To house, the rats beneath.
Blowing kisses and, protecting them,
From anyone elses' stink.

You might not, go for it,
I understand.
I've seen you, stand alone and strong,
With no one, holding your hand.

But I do, love your touch,
Sorry to, creep you out,
You know, I always have the, best times,
When we, hang out.

But please, pay me no thought,
If you have indeed found the happiness you have sought.

I will wander on.

Look at my picture,
On the wall,
Everyone who loves me,
Framed to be viewed by all.
I'll never take the paper,
Out of that frame.
What if it rips,
What if it makes me insane?
I hate to do this,
But you know you are a face in the crowd.
Smiling and waving,
Yet trying to look profound.
I'll still look at pictures,
I'll still smile at memories,
But we will never have what you all want.
"I can only make one of you happy."

Burning,
It's cleansing,
Almost transcending,
When you feel your flesh burning.

Yes it hurts,
But that pain makes me smile.
Everything else is better,
When you are on fire.  

You grunt and moan,
Cursing the feeling.
With your layers of skin blistered,
All the evil peeling.

Best of all,
In case you forget,
You'll get a skin tattoo,
A beauty I bet.

When all is done,
A thought flickers in my head.
Maybe I should,
Burn myself again.

After all everyone knows,
It's easiest to clean with fire.
Burn away all the evil,
Rid this place of it for miles.

Why not jump in there too,
Aren't you evil as well?
So rid us of you,
Don't worry about the smell.

How long do I have to wait?
How many paths do need to refuse to take?
To get to you.

When I have my destination in mind,
I always end up wasting my time.
When all in the end, I want you.

Doing too much or doing too little,
Not seeing the answers to my own riddle.
I cannot seem to scream my final answer, "you".

I am stuck going down a one way road,
Not knowing if where I am headed is actually home.
So that I may rest with you.

As I travel with thoughts rolling in my head,
I see on the side of the road all the dead.
Did they die there waiting for you?

It can't be the same but that doesn't make it worse,
If I never make it home will I ride in the hearse?
Laying there thinking of you.

Will I die on the road to you?

I can sit here.
Quietly I'll hum.
Maybe some tunes of happiness,
Or screams of sorrow to come.
I can close my eyes,
Can't promise they'll open though.
Inside of my eyelids stained,
With pictures that come and go.
A flickering light,
That excites me with each flash.  
But here comes those demons,
Here comes the crash.
So I stare,
And look them in eyes.
Then that hand reaches out,
They close my mouth and I agree,
I've said too much.
Only way to fix the world,
Is too just shut up.

This dark room is so familiar,
As my eyes take it in.
Memories of lying there,
Lying in our sin.
Over used devices,
Will meet their breaking point,
Some are happy,
Some are sad,
Some pass the joint.
But I can't help but recall,
How I felt in the dark.
So unsure of where I was,
But certain of what we are.
Can't erase the shadows,
That existed even in absence of light.
Outlines of death and fright,
Watch me all night.
This darkness is so familiar,
I know I've been in this room.
I want to recall those feelings,
But I want them,
With you.

Stabbing stabbing,
Never wishing he had,
Everything that makes him sad.
Once betrayed now he has his own goal,
To put in end to the ones that made him pay the toll.

People are disgusting,
Not only that but they are distrusting,
Always needing revenge for the most pointless of crimes.
Out doing each other because why not be better then what we were originally,
Why even try?

What bad taste,
That left in my mouth,
As all positive thoughts will head south.
Everyone hates someone but why does anyone care?
High on your narcissism you think no one compares.

He screams,
He claims,
That Jesus,
Has died in vain.
He swears,
And declares,
Words of his god,
Saying he is scared.
Scared of the devils,
That house our kingdom of sin.
Calls us the ignorant ones,
Says none of us will really win.
He hates,
And remembers the date,
The death of his lord's son,
Mourning his savior's ****.
I wanna get away,
From the lava he spews,
Burns all the non-believers,
Better catch up on old news.
Not a preacher a police man,
Violently whips those who are unjust,
Never stopping,
How ironic,
Screaming "In God We Trust".

Sexually driving,
It's almost a given,
For all the boys,
My age.
Yet I feel so perverted,
Twisted and distorted,
In my own way.
My lust for love,
A starving coyote,
Chasing something too fast.
Each day without love,
In this barren desert,
Brings me to the last.
Hard to chase,
Something that never stays still.
Hard to enjoy a party,
When you know,
That you will pay the bill.
Easy to fall freely,
Into the nearest set of arms.
Easy to forget,
That even poisonous snakes,
Can be charmed.

In the desert,
Endlessly dry.
No water in sight.
Except that...
Mirage.

****'s birthday,
What to get?
Pimps got all I have.
Can't get you physical,
You have my state of mind,
Already locked under key.
It's too bad you'll never really know me.
I am much deeper than a *****,
More to my smile than ***.
I have a mind,
Of clashing thoughts,
Never knowing,
How to dress.
What can I possibly give you,
If you already claim to be happy?
If you don't need me,
Then why do I need you?
****'s birthday,
And I can't decide.
What do you want from me?
Don't you already know you have my hide...?
A gift card should do....

Push a button,
Ding ding ding,
Watch all,
The wheels,
And gears,
Spin.
The evil,
Sin sin sin,
Greedy *******,
Smoke,
The hope,
Away.
Never stays,
For nature.
Plays and plays,
There is no cure.
Smoke,
Sin,
Greed,
And lust,
Burn them all,
That's a must!
Don't forget,
The missionaries.
Their words,
Of Armageddon,
And hate.
All kindle,
For the,
Fire.
Burn,
The once,
Wooded land.
Melt all,
The gold.
How come,
Sitting,
In one spot,
Never seems,
To get old?
Burn it all,
Purge the land,
Join me,
As I take,
Shots of sand.