It’s tough to be at a party with a girl you like
Who doesn’t feel the same exact way towards you
She got dolled up with her girlfriends
Before she came here
And she looks **** as **** right now
Time runs; you forget about the drink in your hand
And start counting all the ones that pass through hers
People holding red party cups that are filled with
Foam and beer
Or maybe ***** and mountain dew
It really doesn’t matter all that much because they all end the same way
Empty

A lot of these faces I don’t recognize
I introduce myself to everyone just in case I get
Brought up in one of your conversations and they can tell you
How cool I am through drunk speech and loud ****** expressions

The bass bumpin’ music in this house starts to feel quiet
So I can concentrate on her voice
Which is already music to me and
The loud bass of my heart blew my speakers out last weekend
When I walked her home so,
I don’t expect my speakers to be turned up to
Max volume anytime soon.
There’s a strobe light pulsing along with the music
In this dimly lit living room and it
Reminds me about the childish parties we’d attend when we were ten
I remember one time in a room quite like this
We played musical chairs
My friend, her and I were the last ones standing
And when the music ran out I watched you two quickly sit next to each other
I have that same feeling right now

I’ll hear two things on the drive home
Either really loud punk music or silence
I’ll think of two things on the drive home
How I wish she were in the passenger seat next to me
So I can feel like her protector
Or, I want to be in the passenger seat and have her drive me home
I want her to be my DD for life
Her hands turning this wheel
Turning my world as street lights and stars guide us home
And home can be where ever she lays me down
She’s got arms like warm blankets
That wrap around my body and I call her safety
It’s unfortunate that she has a boyfriend
Riding in cars will always be a fascination
About this time there’s nothing left to do
So I spew my dinner and whatever drinks I’ve downed
Into a perfectly placed white toilet bowl
And the main thing I’m looking for is the face of Jesus
Or the ****** Mary to manifest itself within my chunks
Giving me some faith, some hope
But let’s me honest…
In that toilet, it’s just *****, straight up
There’s no Jesus to be found here
So therefore, I’ll always get back on my feet
And I think to myself
I’m to think to drunk right now
So I’ll have my brain slap five with my heart and tag out
Get back into that party atmosphere with my friends

Now that I’ve gotten you out of my system
I’m ready to substitute it with fun

You were born around the time
When things on the radio sounded groovy
As your mother put you to her chest
Feeling the pulse of a small baby
She didn’t know it then but
She also felt my heart too
Because all my beats were created in you

I should worship you
You tried so hard
With me

So they say,
On the seventh day after creating the universe
God rested
You spent nine months
Painting, sculpting, molding and creating me
Creating my body to feel life like gentle hands
Creating eyes to see a world surrounded in invisible wind
Creating my heart to love as often as breathing
Creating my mind that shines because it’s teeming
Creating creativity
Creating my life
Creating my universe
With me
You tried so hard
I should worship you

Growing up I didn’t have a favorite author
Because I thought you
Wrote every book
You read stories at bedtime
Like taking a spoonful of ideas and
Feeding them to my brain
Your voice can narrate a story so well
I’d close my eyes
Not because I’m trying to fall asleep
But rather trying to fall into the story
You taught me how to dream

All moms have something they can cook well
Some can make the best cherry pie
Others, a mean artichoke dip
Mom, you bake the best Life
Fresh or even the next day for leftovers
Everyone eats it and says it tastes like
Breathing
You make life

Listen to this idea and tell me what you think,

You got a million pictures
In hundreds of albums that won’t fit because
The binding became busted
I don’t get how my body
Can get so big when I
Look at pictures of me so little
Perhaps you thought each photo would
Take days off of my life so we could go back to
Feeling like,
Playing with action figures before you went to work
Feeling like,
Learning to ride a bike was on my to do list
I’m feeling like,
We can start life again
I don’t know about you but,
I’d like that
Simply because,
I had fun

Burrrrrr
This cold weather has got me thinking that
I don’t see you as much as I used to
Which is a shame because I’ve got
Hugs that resemble wool coats and the kiss
Of a fireplace across your face
I’m warm

People often say I don’t show much compassion
Towards the opposite *** and
That’s because I’m saving it all for you
Like a child learning the value of a dollar
Constantly saving up to better my future
Until I meet you
I’ll spend it all on lollipops, teddy bears and
Others things of that nature to make you stay around longer

Striking a match inside my organs that winter when
My tongue froze to a light post and you were the only one who didn’t laugh at me
It seemed logical at the time
It felt like you gave me this fire
And I could conquer abnormal tasks simply by having the idea of you
Linger at the end of everything I touch
This is called “feeling” you told me
Snow drops like days

I was born with a ribcage that resembles wooden logs
With the fire you put in my belly………..
I’m starting to get concerned so,

I need to see you soon
Before my ribcage is ablaze
Before my body is 20% smoke 80% fire and 100% your first name
Girl, I’m about ready to spontaneously combust
So make these miles feel like seconds
I need to show you how close spring is
And what summer
Feels like

burrrr

I’m your favorite kind of rain
That goes down a drain slowly like I can
Mimic your movements
Simply by asking you how you feel

Now, it doesn’t rain your favorite all the time
Most of the time I get this extra burden
But you’re my umbrella that’s keeping me dry
From stress, anger and despair
Pouring out from a raincloud called,  “Thing’s I don’t want to face today”

Let it pour
I know you’ll cover me from my problems
As long as I hold you up from yours

Over the past couple of years I’ve made some new friends
Gay ones
Coming from a small town there wasn’t a lot of that growing up
But I grew up not judging people and accepting my friends
Religion, race and ****** orientation
And then I got made fun of for having friends
They said, “Oh you’re probably gay now too right?”
I am so straight

I am so straight
That I like to listen to classical music because
It makes me feel an emotion I haven’t felt yet
I am so straight
That I cry at the end of really good movies
Because the actor or actresses performance was so believable
Or the story was something that touched me soft
I am so straight
My favorite color is purple
I am so straight
That I watch sports with my gay friends and we
Discuss the color of the team’s jerseys
I am so straight
That I broke up with my smokin’ hot, perfect 10, girlfriend
Because she didn’t have the incredible ability to carry on
A decent conversation
I am so straight
That I like to wear skinny jeans because I believe it shows off my figure better
And you come up to me and say I look gay
And girls come up to me and say I like your style
And then I kiss them
I am so straight
I write poetry about things I like to do
***, THC and partying with all of my friends, regardless of how they love
I am so straight
That I’m not even on this planet
The world is a sphere
Full of bends and curves
I’m straight out suspended in space

I am so straight

All the public pedestrians on main street
See, a business man walking with
A brief case meant for holding important things
They see me and I know they think, that this man has it goin’ on
His paycheck is more than I’ll ever see
And I bet a perfect life fits easily in that brief case
It’s not the case
Let’s get under the skin with injections
To see that
This man is an addict
I’m addicted to I Miss You

Slowly scratching skin
Gradually getting faster
Like I can wipe away her breath with drugs
Picks scabs off arms like memories
But they bleed and run
Reminding me how worse things get when
I try to help
Try to help the addict, I’m an addict

Look at this syringe and call it her kiss
Punctures skin and inject into veins
All the things that made me better than
What I used to be
What he used to be is when he’s high
And the worlds alright
The worlds alright, for as long as this trip lasts
I’m an addict I’m an addict
I’m addicted to I Miss You

I’m addicted to one thing
Trip LSD then move to ecstasy
Snort ******* and swallow some pills
Because they all lead to one thing
Getting high and remember being with her
Sometimes I can hallucinate so hard
That’s she breathing right next to me
See her moving in a black dress
Holding hands for dancing
1 2 3 4, 1 2 3 4, 1 2 3 4
I don’t count or dance anymore because I forgot how
Forgot how her heart beat
This is what I do to see her again
I’m addicted to her voice
I’m addicted I’m addicted to
her name
Could even be a drug
It’s like her first letter is a hit and I breathe
Out the last four letters through smoke

Bongs, pipes, syringes and blunts
Drug paraphernalia turns into vehicles
That all take me to the same place
A small town called Human
Because that’s all I want to be
And there’s a city to the North called Reality
They get mixed up sometimes and it’s tough to find work up there
High is the town I visit the most  
But often times I feel like I don’t belong there
And the big city of Over Dose is just a few miles away
Sometimes you get lost looking for Human and Reality that you end up there
Because the directions on the map aren’t finished
The map maker shot himself when he realized God wasn’t hearing him
God moved to a town called I Miss You
I’m addicted
And the last time I checked his next-door neighbor was you
I really want to go to I Miss You and see you but I haven’t been there yet
So wait for me

I’m done visiting these places
High would be a nice vacation spot but I can’t be there all the time
I swear Over Dose could be enough to **** me
I haven’t found I Miss You yet
And its hard to find a place to live and a job in Reality
So, Ima’ take this last hit and hope I can be
Comfortably human

This is it
This is what I wanted, I just wanted to know
Now that I know, I guess I can move on
I can stop telling myself I need closure
A door just slammed so hard in my face
That my nose broke and I’ve been crossed eye for ten minutes

I can stop looking at pictures
Thinking old thoughts
Trying to see you in dreams
Holding on to things you gave me
I thought once this would happen I’d spiral into a state of depression
But *******, I’m like electricity bouncing between tall towers of this town
There was this pressure of your atmosphere constantly breathing my shoulders down
Now, I feel ten ******* feet tall and like this smile on my face
I keep growing
I’m not even high and I feel amazing