So much time and paper wasted
with tragic words of dark nights alone and hopeless
Perhaps because I thought that truth lied in despair
but in every dark place there is a pin hole in the wall
that shows the other side
In Endless summers
where I could live in between each day
with nothing existing
while adults that have been sundered down by the world sleep
as I was living more than they could ever imagine
Swimming in the my own perception,
and my own sweet and sour smell
I mean, I don’t need to shower anyways
I don’t plan on seeing any one, luckily(probably for them)
When am with my brothers
and curse every hollow persona
curse every hollow way
and if i’m lucky
I can see a liberation from maturity
for we are all children bound by our future selves
trying to be, something
not trying to be, Happy
And all I have to say to that is **** IT
Break every self percieving mirror
that keeps us looking at our own actions and question if we are doing the right thing?
Walk through a forest in winter,
to find adventure and love
**** at in elementary school yard
Because we couldn’t care less about what the girls say
And **** like the god ****** dog we all are
because there isn’t much joy in anything else.
For this is the only way you can escape
the adult that holds us down
and chokes the life out of us
and eventually makes us worn
and broken
and lost..
falling asleep at 8:30pm,
as 17 year old children are waking up to have fun again.
Aug 11, 2012
Aug 11, 2012 at 3:25 AM UTC
So much time and paper wasted
with tragic words of dark nights alone and hopeless
Perhaps because I thought that truth lied in despair
but in every dark place there is a pin hole in the wall
that shows the other side
In Endless summers
where I could live in between each day
with nothing existing
while adults that have been sundered down by the world sleep
as I was living more than they could ever imagine
Swimming in the my own perception,
and my own sweet and sour smell
I mean, I don’t need to shower anyways
I don’t plan on seeing any one, luckily(probably for them)
When am with my brothers
and curse every hollow persona
curse every hollow way
and if i’m lucky
I can see a liberation from maturity
for we are all children bound by our future selves
trying to be, something
not trying to be, Happy
And all I have to say to that is **** IT
Break every self percieving mirror
that keeps us looking at our own actions and question if we are doing the right thing?
Walk through a forest in winter,
to find adventure and love
**** at in elementary school yard
Because we couldn’t care less about what the girls say
And **** like the god ****** dog we all are
because there isn’t much joy in anything else.
For this is the only way you can escape
the adult that holds us down
and chokes the life out of us
and eventually makes us worn
and broken
and lost..
falling asleep at 8:30pm,
as 17 year old children are waking up to have fun again.
