I wonder what it's like in the ****
Of a pig
I think I will live there when I'm old
Because no one will look for me there

It hurts
Because I feel like I'm draining
The life
Out of you
Depleting what matters
Because I sure as hell don't
Stop loving me
All of you, please
It will only hurt us both
Because I'm not worth it

Beauty pageant queen
Had a sad, sad life
All her mother wanted
Was to live vicariously
Through a beautiful daughter
All her daughter wanted
Was a mother who loved her for who she was
And didn't care that she was lesbian
But her mother beat her until she submitted
Her will and her life
With words and insults
Thrown as spears into the heart of the innocent child
The beauty pageant queen walked the steps confidently
Ready to reap the greatest reward she had never known:
Freedom
And as her mother read the note
And as her feet swung inches from her mother's grieving head
And as the coroner's men came and took her away
And as the nation was thrown into an uproar over a woman they never knew
And as the people in the streets pointed fingers and called the queen a *****
And as her father heard the news in his second house with his new wife
And as the homeless man she was kind to on the corner took his grubby hat off in mourning
And as the press went wild and blew everything out of proportion and dehumanized her pain
The queen didn't care because she was free from the world
Because she was away from the pain
Because she was exposed for what she was
Because she was dead
And she didn't much care about anything
Not anymore

What does it all mean?
Someone once asked
I smiled to show
I don't know

I'm not sure you understand
Just exactly how I work
I'm not normal
But then, who is?
So let's put formality aside
Have at me, uncertified surgeon!
Let your knives peel back my skin!
Use your blades to cut the organs
So you'll see the stuff within
In my heart is the place where I keep the love
Protected from fiends who like vultures above
Wouldst dare to steal my sacred store
That will deplete forevermore
My liver is a strange one, and yet
You'd know what goes inside, I'd bet
Therein lies all the things I hate
Filtered from life and made to wait
Inside the liver, oh so dense
To keep the hate from the present tense
To keep it all just locked away
So I can try to be okay
Then in my lungs is icy air
That I breathed in, frozen, from your cold stare
I thought you were jesting your eyes must be wrong
But it turns out you meant it like that one Beatles' song
Because I truly did not realize
As I gazed deep into your eyes
Into the soul that just days before
You swore was mine, threw open doors
Your eyes this time would shut me out
What was this alienation about?
But I guess you just snapped and all loving stopped
You were still sane, but your toleration popped
Which is totally fine and I have no problem knowing
That these fractures and breaks had slowly been growing
But I thought if we tended the garden of love
And forgot all the issues I alluded above
That we'd be fine and could just carrry on
And though I still believed that you went and you're gone
So again, I say unto you, uncertified surgeon!
Cut deep into me and pull out my soul
My heart's been ripped out, why not seal the deal
*Tear out my soul with a smile and a flick
And stitch me back up with the thread of past wrongs
That each day I might look down and see
That what was done was done by me

Po is the kung fu master
He looked up to
Through a path
Of training and self-discovery
Maybe I
Can be
The magic I look up to
Through a path
Of training and self-discovery
And inspiration
And maybe just a touch
Of pixie dust

Please do not patronize me when I've done it already
Because the two actions compound on one another like atomic bombs
And I can't take the force
Can't take the heat
I'm not the Hulk
And I'm melting slowly inside already
I'm Chernoble
Fill me up with concrete
Cover the mistake with the plain gray of overlooking
Because maybe if w don't look at the mistake
The huge ******* disaster that we figured would happen
The huge scar left, the hole we tried to close
"It'll never happen to us" we said
"It'll never happen to anyone we know" we said
Yet here we are, I'm in here and you're out there
Looking sad because the pain you feel through empathy
Is just the self projection your selfconscience made me into
The extension of yourself
You're sad because I am you
[Hypocrite.]
But that's okay, because that's society
We act as one trying to avoid being the one while claiming we are ONE searching for The One
We are all hypocrites living in the gray of overlooking
The gray matter where electroshocks go off telling us in binary that we are the superior mind
Nothing else will master us
"We are invincible" says the idiot
"We are magnificent" says the optimist
"We are human"
Because we are
We are all human
Though that word is over-used and tied to a defiant and apologetic connotation
Like an excuse we were born to give
Because society wears the coat that says "No Excuses"
But the pockets are filled with slips of paper saying things like:
"I'm just one person"
"I didn't know"
"It seemed good at the time"
We are all suckers about something once
So don't patronize me
Don't patronize my actions
When I give a streetlight a serenade
Kneeling like my leg was taken by a hand grenade
Gesturing out like a grand wedding proposal
Using all the arm length at my disposal
Don't patronize and judge
When my eyes don't budge
Maybe the cloud really is that interesting
The cloud in the gray of overlooking
That overlooks us all
That overlooks everything
Like a reverse oxygen mask
It never felt so good
To suffocate