troubled hearts
are magnetized
and when they intertwine
they see the light
and it’s time
to be real nice
to go outside
and no longer hide
and we could be,
as friendly as enemies, can be
and we wont need,
to be nasty when unnecessary
troubled minds
are hypnotized
and when they follow orders
it blackens eyes
we wont cry
we wont sigh
and when we rest in peace
it’ll be a waste of time
Went to Target the other day with my girlfriend, there was a mother and a little girl in the shopping cart in front of us in the check-out line. The little girl kept saying “No, I want the circle gum” I immediately muttered “Bubble Tape.” and my girlfriend asked the little girl “Bubble Tape?” She nodded yes, I ran out of line, checked all the impulse buys in each aisle, then ran to the candy section. I overheard my girlfriend say “He’s very persistent.” Found the bubble tape, and ran back to the cart, almost knocking over other shoppers. I gave the little girl her Bubble Tape. I guess the mother was asking if I was already a father, my girlfriend said back “not yet.” and the mother told her that I am going to be a great father. My girlfriend keeps reminding me of that since, I think it’s definitely time to leave the “party til you die/live for the bar” scene and start growing up.
We could live there together, or I’ll live alone less happy. But I’ll live, unfortunately
My heart beats: Hot sauce, caffeine, and cigarettes
My mouth catches sores from liar’s spit.
If I only knew when I graduated,
I’d not be 25 in my parent’s basement.
I’d feel bad at the one’s doing worse than me
I’d be tipping well and recycling
The world could be a better place,
If I gave up my friends at a rapid pace.
You can do a lot more than what you’re doing,
There’s a big world, with a lot of new friends,
I have an ulcer, it’s the size of a golf ball,
I burn it off with alcohol,
but instead of a cure, it just re-opens,
and reminds me that I really need to quit.
I’ll continue to smoke until I can’t speak
and tell the world what I really think
I’ll stand on a soapbox when I’m finally done, (and scream)
“I’ll find all you bastards, you better run!”
And you can do a lot more than what you’re doing,
There’s a big world, with a lot of new friends,
that won’t remind you that you are pathetic,
a fresh new life, hope you can respect it.
I’m trying not to wonder where you are.
I no longer sulk, suck grease or stalk,
I gave up all the bad tastes in my mouth,
Now that we’re kissing,
It’s replaced with mint
And success,
And maybe a hint
of cluttered mess.
I want to rub us in all of our local leper’s faces
I want to hold your hand in extravagant places
Never have I used the word “adventure” in any spoken sentence,
But I’ve promised it a million times since we’ve first kissed.
I know you’re spoken for, and I keep my fingers crossed
That this addicting ecstasy that we share,
Never
gets
lost.
I had to, it’s been so long.
