Ignorance is bliss,
Its what keeps us alive;
Because if we knew everything,
I don't think we'd survive.

I once knew it all,
I was as smart as they come;
But it wasn't until I was wise,
That I realized I was dumb.

Knowledge is power,
But presence is key;
Because without existence,
Nothing would ever be.

I live and I laugh,
And love most of all;
Because without those,
Mankind would fall.

So do what you can,
Say whats on your mind;
Cuz its really sad,
That you could run out of time.

I see your truth in disguise
The ******* in your lies
Deception in your eyes
That no one really buys

I see distortion in your head
Every line you've ever fed
All the things you ever said
For you the truth is dead.

I spent five bucks,
On 20 cancer sticks;
Anticipating the moment,
When my lighter flicks.

I'm met with ***** looks,
But I don't really care,
As I puff on my cigarette,
Polluting the clean air.

We're an elite force,
With our smoking breath,
Killing ourselves slowly,
Breathing in Death.

I've been told to quit.
Its a nasty habit they say.
But I think for a little while,
I want death to stay.

As the cherry reaches the filter,
I flick it away,
For a little while longer,
Keeping death at bay.

I'll take this all,
One day I'll give it back,
Sorry if most my words,
Can't make up for what I lack.

I thank you for your time,
Though that I think I'll keep,
Sometimes I seem to need it
On the nights that I can't sleep.

I don't have much to offer,
Except that I am here;
Doesn't mean much to most people,
Unless I were to disappear.

We don't know what we have
Until it's no longer there;
But I wouldn't want to be,
So that someone would finally care.

I like to live my life,
And sometimes I laugh a lot;
It's the loving part
That I haven't really got.

All these things run through my head,
As I stare at the breaking dawn;
Hopefully I get some sleep,
I think as I loudly yawn.

When all my thoughts quiet down
I'll finally get some rest;
Though my life seems cursed,
I'm actually very blessed.

Curl in a ball
And let it all go
Forgive me please
For the anger I show

Hear him cry
And feel his pain
Shut it up
But hear it again

See the tears
Stream down his face
Save him please
From his disgrace

Crunch your fists
And beat your head
Yell real loud
Or scream instead

The wrongness of it all
And how unfair
Because he's alone
No one is there

Hear his confusion
And reach out to him
But he's beyond it
He can't win

Walk away slowly
Frowning all the while
Because you know
He can't smile

She's the one you want.
The one you can't have.
With her everything is music.
Everything is clear.
You can't touch her.
Even though she longs for it.
She is alone.
Surrounded and alone.
You can't reach her.
She's beyond you.
Far far away.
Even if she's right there.
Theres happiness in her heart.
Sadness in her soul.
Eternity in her eyes.
Wisdom in her smile.
She is the whisper in the wind.
The ripple in a wave.
When she walks away,
She was already gone.

He always lies to me,
But still I don't care
Because I feel safest
When he is there

He steals everything
And he's stolen from me
But I can't live with out him
My friend, my enemy

I never have liked it
Though I don't say a word
Even though most of the time
I really get hurt.

Lo and behold
The person I have said
Has left me twisted and broken
And wishing I was dead

He doesn't quite know it
That's my fault I guess
But when he does these things
I live a little less

Usually it wouldn't matter
Which really makes me wonder
But he is my lightning
And I'm his thunder

He is my best friend
My savior, my pair
Though he does hurt
I always want him there.

Left behind
But not forgotten
So much to say
But I'm not talkin

Feeling alive
in a world so dead
Everyone keeps quiet
With much to be said

The words on the lips
Of silent mimes
Ticking of the clocks
That run out of time

Waiting on something
That just might happen
Though its not funny
I'm still laughin

Waging a war
That has no sides
Where many innocent
Lay down to die

Through the silence
The lies could be heard
I listened to them
But didnt hear a word

I knew the truth
It was right in front of me
I just couldn't make
The other people see

They ran toward a light
That flickered and died
And more lies were said
To keep them occupied

I ran the other way
Ready to sacrifice
In search of all the things
That are good and right

This is the world,
The way we live.
Begrudging and angry
To not forget or forgive.

I'll not say that
There is no peace
But for us
Its just out of reach.

Listen to hear
Instead of feeling those
Vibrant hums.
Touch to know
Instead of touching to
feel.
See to sense
What goes beyond
Your reach.
Taste to experience
the flavors beyond
You.
Breathe to understand
The world.
Dream to hold
The power of
Knowledge in the
Midst of your mind,
Buried in the bowels
Of humanity that borders
the line of fantasy.
Let your world come to
Life as
Reality crashes around you.
Embrace the colors
between black and white.
Open your mind
And let the light flood the world.

Yesterday I freaked out.
She told me to breathe.
But that didn't make sense.
I breath all the time.
At least if I held my breath,
I could get high off of it.

I once met a guy who was high on life
He ate the sun
And bathed in the wind
He might have worn tree bark
But I think he was just *****.
He said in order to be one with yourself
You have to be one with all.

I don't think anyone wants to be one with
Themselves
We love other people's attention to much.
Thats why we stand in front of a mirror and list our flaws
That way we actually have something to talk about
I could bend over backwards to look
But all I'd see is everything upside down

I don't like being upside down
Cuz I know the other way is right side up
I don't like the other way
I like my way
Its luxury of design
I draw my life...sometimes there is sketch marks
But that's cuz I'm not a printer.

I don't particularly care for printers.
They make odd noises that sound too much
Like invader robots.
I've seen too many machine rising movies.
And I think I have seen the printer glare at me.
Probably cuz I kicked it.
It printed obscenities at me.

Speaking of obscene
You're probably wondering if this little piece of writing
Has a purpose.
Without further suspense I'm glad to announce it doesn't.
Why you even  read it I couldn't begin to answer.
Why I wrote it is as mysterious as bologna.

I don't have much time left to write.
Probably a good thing because I don't have much
Write left to time.
But I implore that if you have read this that if any of it made
Sense.
Its about time to switch therapists.

There is more to hear in nothingness
Than there is to hear in somethingness
Listen to the silence
You hear a heart beat.
Silence is nothing.
Its not real.
There is no such thing.
Just like everything is a something
Because even nothing is a word.
Space is an illusion
An expanse not discovered
by greedy nations or clever minds
trying to be genius
when they are actually dumb.
Reality is a complex outlined by fantasy
Fantasy is real but only to your own mind
because who else could know
but the person who made it up?
Normal is just an excuse
To make your life a cliche.
Every trend ever made has ended.
Comebacks are long in coming and fast in going
But you'll always be there won't you?
Waiting for the next one...