There's always been Louisiana Avenue and Menaul Boulevard; the same streets as Coranado Mall
right by where I'd transfer busses and had the worst luck.
Everything has changed, but those haven't.
Karma's built up from tagging ditches, not caring who'd see,
Staying at that house on Tennessee, or the hotel right down the street,
sneaking cigarette so I don't disappoint
my family and be less than they already think.

I don't want to go to college,
I don't want to live in the heat,
I don't want to move to California and be around the endless sea of people;
people scare me.
I don't want to live near family that can't see I want to live on the road and love the few people I hold close that I know will eventually grow to go away.

I want to be alone.
I want to steal seafoam green paint swatches from Walmarts across the United States,
and magic cards, too, though I know no one will play.
I've got a home on Wright Street, my old abodes on Clement and Austin,
even the apartments on Louisiana and Montgomery once held me
by the neck in my closet,
or in the tub when I was in-love with being strung out, ****** up and dumb.
Moving away doesn't numb your brain, same people different state, same problems, nothing's changed.

the slice

there’s a storm that rages, deep inside my  brain.
through my life’s ages, should i try again?
thoughts are spinning like a tornado, hurricane force, mind twisting i know!
contradiction i wear like a  coranado, no confusion nor doubt do i show!
standing sure looking so defiant, so many years without a confidant!
looking back sometime in the past, thinking that it will always last! time blew by us too **** fast, revealing youth as a temporary mask!!
sometimes old scars need to be revealed, only then they become properly healed!
take the knife which is truth and honesty, run the blade slowly and deeply across me!
i may truly own and desire propensity, to reopen old wounds that lay beneath me!
there is a story i want to hear, how things are good and  happiness works!
revelations i now invite near, do you live as unhappiness lurks?!
it wasn’t me, nor was it you, somewhere here, is hidden our truth! unwise choices speaking in voices loud in your psyche, causing confusion mentality shaky!
still your self-esteem suffers much old pains, there’s always a way to fix things again!!
take knife of truth cold as ice, here is my heart get ready to slice!!