mr
maybe used and abused//
in tune with my groove//
you came about and got me *******//
I realize the feeling so blue//
to partake in it I don’t have a clue//
something senseless, without pleasant hues//
dude//
rude//
tell my why did you come through//
and slow me down like chopped and *******//
what’s there to do//
continue the love we pretend we don’t want to pursue//
I’m just a fool, a tool//
One that you can just use//
if I hurt you, you hurt me too//
tear me from the roots//
at least know I’ll know there’s nothing to do// but overload on brews and dismiss what there is to assume//
I’m just a lonely dude//
Paying dues//
with something in mind but nothing to really do//

if you asked me how I was
too much to discuss
change
**** I can't trust
myself until I rust
no need to rush
it comes
layers of colors you can't see
but "feel"
only to know, there's something else
beyond a thought
something to experience
underneath the tension, the ease
underneath my mentions, girls I can't please
beyond my comprehension, a girl that broke me into ******* pieces

my youth
            ending very soon
sinking in my head

  seeing through a tube

(let go)

with nothing to lose
your soul
beaten and bruised
you wander with no clue

I examine all your shades of hue
you
see me as a fool
but darling of HIS, I'm just way too cool

long day
lost in your haze
dazed
without the blaze

falling, I should've tied my laces
balling, I should've watched the days go by
stuck between the essays and my different ways
nothing to praise but a mind that's a maze

serve your two cents on my dinner plate

sitting
breathing
in the stillness
processing
the madness and happiness
recollecting what I didn't expect
people to reflect and thoughts to brush away

here and now

fuckkgrwkhnsjnjlSDGS dgF
ADOS
,a
saa
so much of so much
they come and they go
I just



do my best

5:33
my attempt to sleep
wandering in the deep
blue see where I weep
speculation from beneath

instances to approach
heat of the moment
like fingers on a stove
until the end like I’m holding a roach
burning until it’s something I loathe



nobody completes you but it sure did “feel” that way
Ways around the mind to see through the lenses

waking up from dreams I thought I’d never wake up from
new beginnings to become
someone who overcomes the struggles instead of feeling glum
Dumb
Dude... rather skim through what’s really worth with the bottom of my thumb


(irememberthedayuleftlikeitwasyesterdayonlytodayiacceptitalitt­lemorethough)

where do i go/
what do I know/
tension sizzles, even in the snow/
bottom of the pit/
I express it with the synths/
or in writtens that I think/
(I'll leave when I finish my ******* drink)/
I cant talk to you so I write it down in ink/
(is this really all in sync, my perception of reality down the sink)/
some conceptions I can't link/
(out and about, my gar do carry stink)/
the music keeps playing/
In a loop where the soul seems to be decaying/
my way out is said without saying/
bathing in the what if’s I forgot to regret/
in the end, no time to sever/
all in one, an experience at my favor/
live and learn, apply my mind after the awareness lessens the subtle trouble deep within what makes my soul quaver/
my dear, all that may be clear, may appear to be something sincere/
(no fear, the impact is severe, it’s ok to be a little queer)