Tell me:
I like the people that I see.
I like the way they talk with their hands
and close their mouths when they want to smile.

He runs his hands over his lips to quiet his excuses.
He opens the door with his eyes and tells me to leave
but I won’t miss him
because tomorrow will come where we’ll
undress by the brook in our suffocating absences.

Taxi cab driver
with the John Green book
the one with a tack on the cover
I'm sorry that I looked

But I'm sitting here alone
playing games on my phone

Not a day over twenty
Your face shows it well
You're young and seem so full of life
And I just can't tell

How did you get here?
Has it been a long ride?
Are you driving
Looking
For the things that aren't inside?

It's a February evening
and I'm making this complex
I know I'm being pretty silly
But you had to use your GPS

So I'm sitting here alone
Playing games on my phone

So we're finally at my house now
You carefully turned in
Well, I only had a 20$ bill
So you joked about a tip

How did you get here?
Has it been a long ride?
Are you driving
Looking
For the things that aren't inside?
And what's your story?
Do I know that face?
Oh, I don't know you
but it's been a long week
And you seem so out of place

I'm so out of place

I get out and fumble for my keys
It's an average night when it comes to being me
But a slight change in the common scenery is-
neat

awkward hellos
and
sad goodbyes
is all we have,
at least it's all we have
that people could see,
alone you and i can see each other
actually look into one another's eyes
feel our bodies touch and press together
in an almost never ending embrace,
of passion and desire.
i taste your lips over and over
simply because i am afraid to forget how soft,
how sweet, and how warm they are.
i love to share myself with you,
every inch of my pink flesh.
and when the night is gone and the world awakens
once again the awkward hellos
and sad goodbyes is all we have.

Seven billion people in this world,
And we pick the ones we can't have.

And we act like this is working.
It's not,
So we pretend.
Your backwards lies,
Your desperate cries,
Have plagued me once again.

And in the silly game of love,
Something we don't choose.
You win, you rub it in my face,
While every time I lose.

But that's alright,
Because we're friends.
Well I guess we're not,
But we'll pretend.

think again, if you think- you got a chance with me
I am, what I am- and that's the way i'll always be
I'm onerough, tough,
monstrosity
-You, can't, ever defeat me
look around, tell me what do you see.
where's your friends, no one, it's just you and me
It is, what it is
and this is happening
been a long time
finally your time is up
throw em up
let's see what's up

Think again, if you think- you got a shot at me
Your fast,--- but not fast enough
This story's been going on way to long
You've had your fun, good run- now look to me
This- ain't, no happy ending
So- you, best stop pretending
BANG, BANG, POW, POW
Look at you now
Whatever happend to that power you were talking about
- it's a false, bent, skewed reality
Keep- In- Mind
it was you
who came
knocking at my door
KNOCK, KNOCK
Whose that?
Me
Now I'm back for more
NO NO
go away,
Let me go
Let me be
WHAT DID YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN
DID YOU THINK  YOU WERE IN CONTROL
when its me versus you, you'll always lose
---
You can't ever beat me
Look around and see
You got no one, everybody gone
it is, what- it-is
You can't handle this
You got no one,
All your friends are gone.
All your friends are gone
All your friends are

Go home little one, run back, run away
Think twice, when you think,
When you cross my way
Im a cold, harsh, dark reality
I am, what I am, and that's the way it'll always be
---
WHO AM I YOU ASK
IT'S FUNNY YOU SHOULD KNOW
- IM THE MISTAKE YOU MADE
-THE BOTTLE OF *****
- THE DRUGS YOU HIDE
- THE REASON YOU LIED
I AM
I AM
I

THE DOG YOU FEED
---
THE DOG YOU FEED
---
THE DOG YOU---

Say there’s a boy that has two dreams,
One concerns business, one fishing in streams;
But which is the more real my friend?

A wolf licked an Eskimo’s blood-covered knife,
Licked it till it cut-up and bled out its life;
But are wolves’ impulses wrong my friend?

I saw a terrible play with a terrible end
And horrid lines no writer could mend;
But do you think I missed the point my friend?

Upon a time a boy loved a girl,
Loved her like a casket locked upon a pearl;
But what is truest love my friend?

Someone opened a door and let a dog in,
Unaware of where most strays have been;
But what is real kindness my friend?

One hundred slaves wept at their fortune,
United, killed the tyrant, and began to run;
But don’t they still work for their livings my friend?

I found a pocket watch in a patch of tall grass,
Hoped selfishly, watched centuries pass;
But weren't we told time heals wounds my friend?

All my life
I sought
an angel.
And he appeared
in order to say:
"I am no angel !"