Sorry I was too cold too barren too early too young
Now I've got me an ice gun
Apologies for you being too angry too chaotic too quick too soon
You don’t make sense
Never did the stories but time well spent
Sorry I was too impatient too outspoken
Apologies for you never listening and always understanding
Gratitude for you who learned neither the sun nor the earth was the center much too late
Condolence for you who learned not to share and became too greedy
Sorry I became lonely
Sorry I made fake
Sorry I wasn’t happy
Sorry I’m not very sorry
I keep apologizing but I’m not acting truthfully
Sadness and anger and joyous for wordplay
Too human not enough animal
Too complex not enough basics
Tell me this and I’ll ask you to think about that
You said sorry you’re were too philosophical too sympathetic too much too often
I replied don’t worry you’re exactly who I thought you would be
Too self centered too filthy and too rich
Uncaring and relentless too powerful and never the switch
I asked for equality but you said you were sorry that goal is too out of reach
Too futuristic too immoral never to be enough
That that work be left for God it is too pure and too good
Humans possess all the evil and no just so there can never be peace
So tell me when does torture become too inhumane?
Too much pain and never enough questions or answers to give
Answer me not with black tongue but truth and honesty.
I am not a child once was though still deserving of maturity
But you never gave me any said I was too innocent still blossoming
Fed me lies about people I needed faith to believe in
Sorry I was too smart too witty to follow in your steps
Apologies for putting this burden, these words to your chest

Today wasn’t the day to carry
My head’s weighed down heavy
Pulsing in a burden calling distress
I have mistrust, lust in a love that never was
No, it isn’t what I needed or what I need
Love is a lie my parents couldn’t try to hide
Or any others or even on the greener side
I know I got me, alone I can suffice
Now I’m wandering away, walking
In the blacked out day I’ll be calling out, “don’t you wait”
We’ll never know love if we don’t learn how not to take
And have much more left to give, never hate
I thought I might have been ****** to a hole
A self dug darkness
But I found a way out and
I discovered me, myself, the one I need
Today was yesterday and tomorrow every day
And I’ve got to learn nothing stays the same
Not the heavy
Not the weighed
Nor the burden of a horrible day

I dreamt you weren't alive, I didn't mind.
I, I realized you were out of life, out of time,
Of this history from which you have moved on.
Now your ashes in a sacred place, the home you called your peace.
But you know, you're scattered everywhere in my climb.
And maybe this imaginary line will lead me back to you
Is it a circle or does it have four right angles?
Does it remain expanding or can't we cross it?
This universe, are you in it?
Because I wish you were here
And wish I knew where it is that you were
Give me some answers.
Let me know if you're free, unrestricted of a body
This casing it's not built correctly or at least that's what they've got me to believe
Should I be lost without you?
Because everyone's still trying to find a way
And I'm wondering if they're asking their grandmama
Or their papa, or their long lost partner
These same old questions
I wonder if their God understands because mine is nonexistant
He does not listen
Nor does he appear in my dreams
I had a nightmare, and you were there.
You said, don't dream if you don't dream to care
We'll dream anyway, I said, we just have to be forgetful
Because everytime I see you I always remember I love you

Dreaming on his death bed,
Looking like a dead man.
All the mourning faces,
Come to see him; He's vacant.
Had a knack for artists,
Paint something for the supremicists.
Their minds lack imagination.
He can be the one to blame.
Push him into leadership.
He will serve poison dishes,
and **** the competition.
Then he'll be a betraying motivation.
How could he be pure if he is forced to sin?
He is a dead living *****
Waiting for his time to rot
He'll stand still and the world will continue running
He's here
All of you looking down on him
He's inanimate
His eyes shut by shy hands
And multiple hands and lips
close to pray.
Many feet follow in unison.
Pay their respects.
Then leave in scattered steps.
Everything in death.
May be in comparison.
Kiss him goodbye.
Promise him he won't fade from your mind.
Cause senselessly
He fought
He died
Now he wishes his family could forget