is just another word for control freak.
But let me back up.

Who decided that things are FTW?
**** competition.
I apologize for line 4, but I wanted to make sure you know
I’m being serious.

Winning is meaningless.
The one thing the Arts had going for them
is gone.
It’s all about being the best
and it’s devastating G-d.

When I play my saxophone
at the right time with right mind
I swear John Coltrane
couldn’t recreate that.

When I write a poem
about truth or of it
I swear ee cummings couldn’t
have written it.

Expression is all that really matters,
but only to me.
The world doesn’t accept it, so
it doesn’t accept me.

That’s just the way it is.
I’m not concerned with success.
I’m not like all the rest.
I am happy and blessed.

Does my mind deceit me?
We’ll see
When I face Judge

You could be her.
I could be him.
You could be I
and I could be him.
You could be him
and I would be I.
You could be you
and I could be her
and you could be I
and I could be you
And him could be her
and her could be him.
Her could be I.
I would be her
you would be you
and him could be him.
Him could be me
while I is you
and her is her.
Him could be her
and you would be I.
I would be you
and her him again.
But you are you.
He is he.
She is she.
and I am I

You rent out my hand
and abduct my mouth
to force me to speak
I will oppose
You intoxicate my legs
and hide away my feet
while returning my debt
and ***** me
just so I may speak
I oppose
You embrace me in a tea room
send me grape juice
and give me a sentence
only for me to speak
I am opposing
You amputate my brain
so I may admit to my thought
And play me a tape which is outgoing
So I might decide to say
of my needles
and say so speaking
I still oppose

The night is young
and I am fallen
the day is bright
I wait for night

I see you and I forget
You leave me and I know
Did you know I think you are beautiful?
My feelings I can not show.

My troubles escape me
when you are around,
but my thoughts consume me.
To them I am bound.

Know it is not you
who scares me away.
It is not the truth,
that I wish to delay

My emotions fade and I drift
The road is made for those able.
I am not as swift as when I was stable.

Dead end headed.
The thing that I dreaded.

The words mean nothing.
The flame has died.
I’m looking for something.
I end up stuck inside.

Dead end headed.
The thing that I dreaded.

Flowers of beauty don’t become less
and people are just as special.
it is I that has become a mess
lost in a wood artificial.

The past provides sadness, the present offers work,
the future gives hope.

But is hope a tool for success
or is it just a fools trait?
Pray and wait.
The answer will glow.

That’s what they say they say,
too slow.
That’s what I see,
too slow.
That’s what I am,
too slow.
I wish I could take things in,
too slow.
I let things pass unnoticed,
too slow.
they say that’s just the trouble.
My people are building,
too slow.
My people are dieing,
too slow.
Kindness and justice come,
too slow.
Forgiveness outdoes sin,
too slow.
I say my part too slow,
too slow.
And I make my decisions,
too slow.
That’s what they say they say,
too slow.

o for you my brother whose ills are the same
I’ll get off this wheel as it spins
Round and round

I may not succeed; I may just fall down,
But if our lives move in a circular path
recall the things you learned in geometry and math.
A circle has no beginning and A circle has no end
So do not fret my G-d sent friend
for I never began and I cannot end.
If I shall fall, I’m just leaving the world
as one day will you, you can be assured.
If it’s written in His book, and it’s as should be
then try to stay ground, try not to flee.
So if I fall down and if I’m to die
Please brother don’t frown, please brother don’t cry.