Not everything appears to be interesting
when you think you know something
about about the present
you have no idea about

It's another surprise
you overlook
because you don't care
you think you don't want  it

Do you want materialistic things
because you can see them
and feel them
don't they make all the bad things go away?

So you would think
to feel love for something
you traded paper for
just for possession

Do you like it?
It's a new model
they made hundreds of thousands of
just for you because you're all so special

How about a complementary waste of space
to make you less of a person
and more of living item
this is the dream we live for

Nothing sacred here
just broken dreams
oh and guess what
there's a pill for that

What do we know?
That we know
what we remembered
from learning in our language

We understand scribbles
better than we understand ourselves
we think we know
but we know nothing
just think and observe

Try to remember
and call it knowledge
instead of an event
if it doesn't matter
to you.

I don't truly understand
it's just an idea in my head

Enjoy your things

I don't really know what I'm doing
I'm just going along with what I feel
hopefully it takes where I wanna be
don't want be another walker

saving my own life
is easier than changing the world
just so I don't become one of them
living to death

savor these moments
enjoy the illusion
that everything happens
for the best

so go ahead
assume the worst
if I can change you mind
**** happens

so sing
instead of speak
if it hurts so bad
go ahead and be upset

it's okay to cry
let the tears roll
if you love yourself
you can still be strong

all for the right moments
for the right someone
who don't know
until they see

it isn't just you or me
it isn't just them
it's about change
can you spare some?

you ain't going nowhere
until you've tried this dirt
it feels so good on your feet
it tastes like earth

growing life
on land and sea
think hydration
before you touch me

don't judge me monkey
I don't know what I'm doing

Motives of the mind
desperation of the soul
no wonders are left behind
behold

A touch of brilliance
reinforced by strength
enlightened in curiosity
of what is in the dark

Unlimited undiscovered
birthing inspiration
growing imagination
breathing anticipation

Solid beginnings
full of possibilities
surviving the outcomes
to reach an end

Stars shine bright
in cold darkness
to make space
beautifully between
each other

The death of one
becomes the birth of one
infinite and eternally
living and dying
to build and destroy

Chaotically forming order
so it seems
the magnificent charm
of endless darkness
surrounding light.

As I go back to my memories
I feel what I see
when I remember
who and what I used to be

A young boy has his dreams
his nightmares
his judgement
and instinct

Feeling his own
right and wrong
suffering and bliss
danger and comfort
sadness and happiness
hate and love

How the days seemed to drag on
as if I were waiting for an end
wanting to get the worst over with
so I may enjoy the best in the end

I felt a little less love
and little more tough
each day seemed to lead to the worst
with all the things I would learn

The kind of people I did not like
the people who beat people
the people who ***** people
the people who neglected people
and the people who let it happen

I can't blame gender
I can't blame age
just people
because we all are

So why does it happen
not just to our skin
but also underneath
where the pain is longer felt

So much happened around me
I could not control
all the pain and misery
I did not want in my world

I just wanted happiness
I wanted love
with all it's warmth and affection
but it seems to cause a lot of pain

I didn't want the drugs
I didn't want the selfishness
I didn't want the neglect
I didn't want the violence

So many promises were made
so many were broken
so little kept
what was the point in the disappointment

I didn't want to ask what's wrong with the world
I think I have seen enough
I wanted to know what's right
and how to change the wrong to right

Because I didn't want to grow up
in a world filled with lust and greed
yet now I feel them both
inside of me

Doing things now the child in me did not like
I feel as if I have disappointed a child
because I have disappointed myself
giving in to wicked temptation

My corruption
is my understanding
feeling pain is more alive
than no pain at all
as if to feel bliss was dead

It always gets worse
and it always gets better
that's how it always is
and always will be

As time goes on
we get creative with suffering

What is given to a child
a child will use to create
who he/she will be
and will never stop

You can find yourself
when you forget

May childhood never end

A whisper falls into the night
close your eyes
waiting for me to sleep
find me in your dreams

So cold and silent
I'll be there
waiting for the warmth of slumber
* just a little closer*

Hallucinating reality
this is always the beginning
It's like another life
right now it's real

I can't feel my skin
here I am
but I can still feel
control me or I'll control you

I feel fear
* you are slipping*
I feel sadness
* you want to let go
I feel resentment
know what you hold on to*

* I am the voice inside your head*
* the voice you think with*
* I am the loudest cry no one will hear*
* you control me*
* but the fear I speak of controls you*

I want to take courage
and have it become me
so I take bravery
to resolve this insanity
in my dreams

The one place I should have control
* I can help you*
where the days and nights are endless
if you let me
if I wish for them to be

Speak for me
as I speak to you
your true words
as I am a part of you*
who is me

I'm going to explore my mind
to feel who I am
and there I will find
*the place I stand

Where do I go
to find the right place
where I can be me
and live happily

I am often the lonely person in a crowded room
watching over everyone as they relate to each other
how will I ever be a person of people
with all the distance of our indifference

I don't belong here where none of it feels real
there is no genuine favor anymore
just conditional emotions based on desire
fickle and hypocritical with two faces
impulsive for immediate gratification
leaving nothing for those who wait

All we have
are the breaths we take
and the experiences we survive
teach us how to fail brilliantly

In a strange environment
drifting slowly through the world
passing by unknowingly
others who are strange like me
but more unique

It is strangely common to feel different
and that is how I am just the same
I don't want to belong here
I want to be out there
failing because I tried
not because of my indifference  
that kept me grounded

It's a good night to be lost
to be left alone to create
something so horrifying
people will wish  
they could have stopped it

Just sitting there silent and motionless
as it develops into the nasty thing it should become
humanity rotting away
with the mind being abducted by subliminal torture
using life to simulate alternate realities

Moving as ghosts do, as cold shadows move at night
through every tear drop
every ache and pain
until the heart breaks
until there's a willing and somber life to take

The lost become mutated
the unknown need a place to go
to die and be reborn

Let go of the memories
grip the still beating pulse
bring torture and agony

I will teach you what I know