i am
giving up
i'm tired of sharpie butterflies
over the cuts
i'm tired of eating
i'm tired of
being
let's drop out of school
***** all those golden rules
gold is ******
anyway

who can i call
to drop out of life?
can i call the dean of admissions
for that one?

if you don't live the dream
you live some ******
substitute
full of these cracked smiles
and paper dollars
that we trade
for happiness
only we don't get
that it doesn't come all packaged up and pretty
happiness is ugly
happiness is bitter
you have to give up
too much
to be happy
these days

when you finally reach
the glittering end
of the tunnel
it's just some light
and what the **** am i gonna do
with a handful of ******* light