I'm reckless, I'm crazy,
I'm letting go of this daydream,
I'm drinking, I'm smoking,
I'm hoping people won't notice,
I'm selfish, I'm stupid,
I'm ****** off with cupid,
I'm hoping, I'm praying,
This craziness is decaying.

I’m a verbal chameleon, feeding on and leading onto what comes next.
I’m a lexical shape-shifter, made swifter by the twitter of your vibes,
Your guise,
You guys.

My political agenda is neither right nor left behind.
I’m blind to colour but not colour blind,
I’m not pigeon holed, fully sold or moulded on someone else’s dream.
I’m simply,
Free.
From them,
From you,
From me.

So…
When now becomes nowhere without here and now.
And “unite as one” is paraphrased as a power phrase.
Let’s unite as individuals on separate viduals to overthrow ourselves.

Don’t follow crowns, clowns or crowds.
Don’t follow punishments, covenants or Governments.
Don’t follow Religion.
Don’t follow Science.
And especially,
Don’t follow me

Because I’m a lyrical paradox, toxic and hypnotic to even my own thoughts.

You see the soul that's torn and cold,
Where demons lurk with tales untold.
The idea of speaking and letting it out,
Shall forever fill this soul with doubt.

To confide in another and lay it all to bare,
They'll take on this burden or they won't care.
Why then should it speak just to bring others down,
Or talk to the walls who don't hear a sound.

Don't ask this soul if it's doing alright,
It hurts more to hide it than it hurts to fight.
This soul won't confess and let others in,
It will lie in its' longing until the bitter end.

As I blew my twenty birthday candles
I blew away my pain along the old love songs
I blew away the memory of where I used to belong
I blew the late nights bongs and cigarette smokes
I blew the spattered glasses and the charcoal ashes
I blew my scattered dreams across the galaxy
I blew the ghosts that haunted me day and night
I blew the haze of your love stains
I blew away the past, the memories I never wanted to last
I blew the pain of twenty year that were shattered like glass

breathe in the air
can you smell fear
along with despair?
inhale the polluted oxygen
society left an unhealthy scent
one that you cannot forget

One moment we laugh, the next we cry
Invigorating this emotional rollercoaster ride
So slow going up, so fast coming down
Young hearts breaking at the speed of sound

Slapped in the face by the experience of life
Unwarranted emotions of hatred and strife
Roundabout the station we begin to ascend
Straight down then curve as our minds warp and bend

Terror overpowers and tortures our souls
As we reach our ****** of out of control
Attached to life’s rails we’re moving so fast
How long can we expect this passion to last
But nobody wants this ride to be over
It’s all so intoxicatingly sober

IT IS ME NOT YOU
Just need a little space right now
hydroponic gardens, and all the plants that do not know
which way is up, or in which way to grow
no gravity to give me mass, so I flot around inside this tube which splits space from me
inside my uni of my mass.