Still can't understand it, curse myself, its damning,
I am just one man, I am Jonathan Fernandez,
Consumed deeply in thought, stranded from the world,
Cogitating by myself, along with my own words,
I've escaped through notebooks, paper, pens, and lexicons,
I've been driven madly and destroyed all that I've set upon,
But these verses hold my cure, in it I find solace,
These words turn my soul pure, I offer no condolence,
Please excuse me if my mind decides to crash upon me,
I try so hard to stay alive but I feel like a zombie,
People stare and point at me, laughing cuz I'm different,
I laugh cuz you're the same, I'm glad that we are distant.
So I hold no regrets, I vow to never change,
true I will remain, no matter if I'm sane,
This is my domain, I've carved out my whole name,
seared it deep in flames, to immortalize my fame.
I just want to change the world, one person at a time,
feel it in every verse rehearsed, deep in every line,
I swear that I will do it if it's the last thing that I do,
Even if I have to write tens of millions of haikus,
Even if I have to write until the day I'm dead,
Even if my arms fall off, I'll write them with my legs,
I'll even write my own never-ending story,
True poetry is dead? I'll restore its glory,
My future's undecided, as fickle as the weather,
can the weatherman, tell us that, turn us to a better man?
Nothing's really certain, believe me when I say that.
I know that painful truth, because it hurts my mind to play back,
Speeding on the freeway, dawning on a new day,
Getting hard to relate, this is new praise when you lose faith.
Keep your head up, listen and embrace the somber silence,
Take life for what it's worth and always keep on smiling.
Cherish every minute, time keeps flying by,
I swear I saw it ticking down, I hope it doesn't die.
But die it must and die it shall, die it surely will,
I write so many poems because words cannot be killed.
My words will be here long after I'm dead,
The only word I want's 'Forever' on my epitaph.