I want to fall asleep in your arms every night.
I want the next time I see you to be better than the last.
I want to go on exotic dates, like Korean BBQ.
I want to dress freely.
I want to eat pizza with you on Fridays and watch movies into Saturday.
I want to be young and dumb and in love, the best kind of love, with you.
I want, to stop saying I want.
I want you to show me a world I never knew.
I want to be amazed that you were ever created.
I want you to see me for all that I am.
I want to run away and get married on a secluded island and never come back.
Learn the native language and teach math.
Drink from palm trees and wear sandals.
Shower weekly and still be in love.
I want to wrap this up in a way that makes you smile.
But I cant, because im in denial.

Stay off the drugs.
Stay off the drink.
Stay motivated on yourself.
Youre the only one who wont let you down.
Never be ugly, although its hard for an ogre.
Be kind and gentle, to every face you meet.
Try. And try again.
Be loved. Don’t be afraid to love.
Let others in.
Try not to sin.
Write poetry.
Its free.
Drink coffee. Just kidding drink tea.
Be weird. Dye your hair. Paint your nails. Cut your teeth.
Stay up late.
Sleep during the day.
Eat lunch for dinner.
Wander.
Be scared.
Cry more.
Be free, in every possible sense of the word, please, be free.

Motivate yourself.
How?
Try something new.
Tried it, doesn’t work.
Okay… try something else.
But I’ve already tried so much.
Well then **** it, give up.
Okay now youre being irrational.
Well youre the one who started it.
Im just tired okay!
What are you tired of?
Everything, ******.
Tell me.
You, and me, and him and her.
Okay.
And the ugliness
And the parents who lie.
And the presents who don’t care
And the parents who don’t know their own ****** child.
The parents who cant take the time of day to ask how you are.
How their demented ****** up kid is.
To ask, are you okay?
Did you put the blade to your wrist today?
Oh, you had a job interview?
With who? How did it go?

No, its okay mom.  Focus on yourself.
Its okay dad, I never wanted a father anyway.
Its okay sister, stay in school.
Just don’t cry when I leave.

Wake up,
Right foot infront of the left.
Water before the soap.
Coffee and a bagal.
This sounds a lot like my morning routine.
However, it seems more like an analogy.

Rise above the windy storm,
Come into my morning form.
Scratch the itch that burns my skin,
Light the candle, I am your kin.
Stick the needle in my arm,
I will not fall to your alarm.
Stick the needle in my arm,
It has a certain friendly charm.

Feed me feed me.
I need to eat.
Feed me feed me.
I cannot sleep.
Feed me feed me.
That’s all you say.
Feed me feed me.
I don’t go away.

For you.
Smell the flowers, watch the sun.
Listen to music, go for a run.
Drive slowly, walk slower
Take your time, no need to rush.
Today we will take it easy.
One breath at a time.
Today there will be no reason, certainly no rhyme.
Today comes as tomorrow went.
Let it be easy, the way the sea comes and goes.
Today is the new day, today is the good day.
Smell the flowers, smell the rain, recognize that today, is a good day