Ten, and two
Me and you
Two, and two
All I think about is you
Ten, and two
This feeling's not new
Two, and two
I'm rubber, you're glue
Ten, and two
Like a recurring flu
Two, and two
What can i do
Ten, and two
We went to the zoo
Two, and two
Watched Younghoe Koo
Ten, and two
The Morning dew
Two, and two
Clearer now to you
Ten, and two
Now you're a jew
Two, and two
And unrelatedly, i'm blue

If I'm a dog, I'm a dog
A cat would be better
She likes those more
But it is not terrible
I like my position
Of course I am,
A dog, that is
Because I pant and I whine
And wait patiently at the door
Waiting for you to come back
So eager for you to pet me
Rub my belly
Show me your love
For the little while
That you care to show it
Because you're distracted
By things more important
I get that
I'm just a dog
And there are people
And cats and responsibilities
You need to attend to
I don't fault you
You are my owner
I love you unconditionally
I'll die for you
But just for right now
I want your attention
Even if its a fraction of it
I just want you to keep petting me
And stroking my ears
While you do the other things
So I'll keep forcing my snout
Between your leg and your hand
In hopes that you won't find it annoying
But just mindlessly pet me
Because you're the sweetest
Most gracious girl
A domesticated man could ask for
But your attention is elsewhere
And I need you right here

Heels, wheels
Rotten banana peels

Tides and rides
Poking your insides

Lids and vids
Talk of future kids

A deep sleep
The tv lawyer creep

Blown, thrown
A moan unknown

Kick your socks off
In your sleep
We'll get them in the morning
They're yours to keep
How much i love you
I've repeatedly sworn
This is your day Mausi
The day you were born

You told me of a time
When you relinquished it all
The feelings you had
Because you felt you had to
To not get burned
And now you do it again
There's nothing I can do
You're convinced
And so one day I'll cry
Or die
And you will be happier
And you won't be burned
Except you won't know

You wouldn't be burned regardless
Not with me
You'll never burn with me
I care too much
I wish you did too

How did this happen?
Through maturity
I became something hateful
But I did not realize
As it was happening
Sometimes it takes one
To make one
New
I was like this before
And I was happy before
It's possible
Dealing with sadness
Made me like that
And now I remember
That life is better
With a wakeup call
With awareness
With people
With things
With respect
And with nature
But not with being subdued
By those things
Just accepting them
Separately, equally
With that, I start life again
Happier, more in love
With the woman of my dreams
Because she made me
What I used to be
She made me
New

The world crashes in on itself
Mixing into a conglomeration of colors and blurry shapes
Breathe
I close my eyes and try to focus
My chest moves up and down as if I'd just got done running
Only
I haven't moved
And as it moves I know there should be air filling my lungs but I can't seem to get enough
Can't seem to
Take
A deep
Breath
My head feels light
Like it's floating on clouds just waiting
To come
crashing
down
Breathe
What's wrong with me I'm pathetic Get a grip
Calm. down.
My thoughts scream!

Just breathe

But I can't
The world won't stop spinning
My chest won't stop moving
And my lungs won't fill
**I can't breathe

Something seems off
Like i'm being deceived
Though my eyes can only see
What i'm wanted to perceive
It's such a nagging feeling
Because I trust what I see
But now that is
To a certain degree
There's something here
I'm not supposed to know
Something i'm shielded from
I haven't found any clues though

I found just now
The personality
I am the most in love with
A great relief for me
But the bad part is
It doesn't actually exist
It's only in fiction
Condescending yet
Fully understanding
Comically light, yet
No seriousness
No fear in speaking the mind
Dark past, bad visions
Terrible desires
But a good heart
Makes me want to die
And be reborn anew
In her presence
The next great novel
I'd **** for that,
She'll **** anyway

Why am i so attracted to brokenness?
Like a magnet to little shreds of iron
Picking up all the pieces, naturally
Is it a flaw, or is that my purpose?
Am i meant to, as Jimi Hendrix once said,
"Pick up the all pieces, and make an island?"
Or am i some sick, demented man
Driven by lust to love what others won't?
Maybe i'm wrong, i'm not bad
I actually admire the people
Who are broken, and still come back
To form some new, strong human being
My heroes are the broken ones
Sticking to life with their own adhesive

No food to eat
And no shoes on my feet
I can't feel my toes
Because there is no heat
A death stare
Into the frozen air
My mind is beat
From all the wear and tear
Dreams of old
Silver and gold
Wither away from it
In the dusky cold
Fake or real
Wounds won't heal
Strip away the scars
To see what they reveal
Tracks of sand
A broken hand
Tickets sealed it
In a solid red brand
***** and ill
Hold hope still
As long as i can
To dodge the ****
Weathered and wilted
Neck is tilted
All the worries
None the guilted
Alone and poor
Dead at the core
Giving up looking
For something worth living for