I know what is good for my personal health,
but this world is run by greed and wealth.
Not with love, nature, trust, or caring,
so listen to this, it's what I'm sharing.

Try to think back to the creation of time,
who is the brain, caveman or Einstein?
In a world that revolves around the internet and phones,
we're nothing but mindless carbon copied gnomes.
We think we grow close to the answer, with each passing day,
but the "closer" we get, the more I pray.
This world is detaching at all of its seams,
I hope that I'm considered to be on his team.

Tapping foot against a linoleum floor,
with a quick little tip, then I'm out the door.
Hate to see what is in-store.
Aesthetically pleasing? No, it's gore.

What appears so benign is really ghoulish,
and nothing short of completely foolish.
I have dug a hole far too deep,
can I shake this, should I leap?

With money in pocket and a shaky hand,
I'm lost off-shore, far from land.
There is a way out, but it's not near the surface,
I write today with a purpose.

What you do doesn't define who you are,
however it lingers like a terrible scar.
Sticky and messy like a gob of black tar,
and burning so hot like a  bright neutron star.

I see all the good, and I weigh all the bad,
but at the end of the day it just makes me sad.

I try to press on and keep all my cool,
but it's burning me up, so I jump in the pool.
The pool of life, or a puddle of death?
Like a ******'s high compared to ****.

Never again will I take that leap,
cause next time around the road will be steep.
Steeper than the first time it came.
I'll be lucky to even make it out sane.

Where will it go,
who will we show?
I have now just hit my all-time low.

This convexed apprectiaiton I have come to ignore.
Good-bye, farewell, and it's out the door.
So down one side, and up another.
Why did we do that to eachother?

I'm taking time to think this through, in hopes that I can mend.
All the hurt that hides inside of us, will this ever end?
I know that I did let you down, as you did to me.
Like a light beam that shines for-ev-er, and all eternity.

Please just stop and think right where we fell,
Cause if not we'll never get too well. Oh well.

Cause living in constant worry feels, like a stab in the heart that will not heal
I can't even say sorry. I've got to live my life, I've got to live my life.

So please take some time to feel my fear, as all my anger turns to tears,
you never really proved to me, you wanna be in my life, you wanna be in myy life.

A baggage of cabbage slung over my back
It's starting to smell, but don't open the sack.
Cause for all I know it could be much more,
perhaps it will **** me, dead, onto the floor.

But as I grow weary, and my eyes get teary,
the sack seems to reek with despair.
Oh what the hell, I'll take a look.
To see what is really there.

As I come to find out, it was indeed what I thought
This "baggage of cabbage" has finally been caught.