When did I grow so old
Why wasn't I ever told
till nature did mould
these nephews and Nieces
who deserve only warm hugs and kisses?
When did innocence
start trickling drop by drop
Until the entire next
generation seems already catered for
It was just yesterday, I was a child
A wreck less one and wild
but didn't understand why
when the overall solution was my cry
all in all I am glad to have witnessed
such trueness and a honest smile
it's like the sweetest thing by a mile
like a masterpiece of dawn in crayon
so beautiful was the day spent with baby Ryan
May you live to plant the generation after
and to spread the honest joy and laughter
Love you pretty little twit...
so young yet filled with wit and sweet

I just lit my *** on fire by sitting on my lighter
Had a spider in my pants, and he was quite a biter
Looked up to the moon, the man inside said "you're no writer!"
I'll prove him wrong by jotting down my thoughts, drinking hard cider

Novocaine can stain my brain, but numbness will not **** me
I'll smoke my smokes and joke my jokes, let them be what they will be
I keep tainting all my paintings with my fingers being skill-free
I'm running from the money and the stunning things that thrill me

My hands are tied in knots and all my thoughts are rather vapid
The feelings work on peeling off my layers, just like acid
But the gravity of tragedy can't make me more attractive
All the tears that show my fears are flowing down my face like rapids

Is there more to living than taking and giving? Are we here to receive?
I'm not sure what kind of mind or mark my body may soon leave
When I am gone, you'll carry on
You'll continue to breathe
I'll be the ash under your trash, don't let your heart deceive