Constantly trying to stay awake
Not enough time asleep
Because the thought perturbs me
Why waste time unconcious
Sleep should be a choice

If you ask just what I need
That term is subjective if you know what to read
You won't hear me beg or plead
I'm not some puppet by a guide to read
I need your eyes on me
To keep me out of trouble
To anayzle and tell me what I'm doing wrong
That's what friends are for.

Careless world
Not so careless
Not so thoughtful
What is it going to be?
I want an answer now

My grandfather stayed with his friends parents during the Great Depression
And he was terrified to death that his parents would never come back when they left
And he worked multiple jobs as he grew up, just to make ends meet
And now I sit here eighty years later needing another job because I can't survive off of one job
And worried sick about my parents being safe and making it
We're the best country in the world but we have a horrible way with developing and giving people a chance at a decent life.
Even the best country in the world has its flaws

Put your phone in the charger outlet
and sit the hell down
We're going to learn today
No ******* around
We're retiring out brains from turning into vaporized mush by staying glued to a screen
Put it down, look up
You're missing a ton of beauty here

When the streak burns off
I have to get it back
Somehow, someway
Writing is a inconsistent athlete
That does well then goes cold
We all want to break the mold
But who will be there when were beyond old?
I want my name in there
But who am I?

They ask where I want to be in ten years
And a part of me says destination you
Whatever we call it
I want to be apart of it.