Debris

You can watch someone's life escape
see it break through the caution tape
into mysterious unknowns beyond.
Planted. Immobilized. Going. It's gone.
Look down to five toes below
to only see asphalt. Scream "Oh no!"
Ankles buried in solid concrete
Tears of fury and balled up conceit.
More tears. I must now admit defeat.
Gulp down feelings and chisel out my feet
Having to step back feels quite less complete.
Makes sense. Things are not quite whole
which seems to play with my head and my soul
Leaving a mystery lingering in my heart
A mystery too messy and strong for me.
How past the caution tape life takes a dart
Away from our anger. Away from the debris.

Without a License

Exhaustion,
stronger when it steals a man's focus
If it didn't exist much less would've broke us
We stood together
We fought the same war
Even today we still have the same core

Doubtless you'd berate me if you knew how I've failed
Condemning criminals from your cell in your jail
You have no experience
Attempt to be insightful
If you beat dead horses life is much more delightful

Angry at you
I'm over feeling frightened
How do you expect to help the army be enlightened
While pissing off the soldiers standing to the side of you
Instead of having your back I watch them hide from you

Blame me for being licensed
When I crash the car
Refuse to get behind the wheel
You couldn't get that far
I'd rather drive away from you while risking the danger
Than rot here with you
To me you're a stranger.

The Idiocy of Goo

If I'm ridiculous, you are too.
Mix our beliefs and we'd be locked in a zoo.

Cause you think we're animals
all of which should go free.
But I personally think we're people
and zoos are pretty cool with me.

This is an emotion. It's someone who's annoyed,
trying to explain how we weren't created void.
Oh and here's another one, now I'm feeling blue.
But wait, this emotion springs from a lump of goo?

Or was that just so marvel comics could exist?
I mean sure, Spider-Man and all the X-Men would be missed.

But hold up, they're fiction, and everyone knows they aren't real.
What I mean is, they're fiction, and we don't pretend that they're real.
The way you pretend I'm not a person, I most likely shoudn't feel.

It's ironic, cause your facts, they're all an invention.
Helping you push away the thoughts of creation.
Helping your guilt and actions. Helping ease the tension.
Tell me, if you're right, why can't we murder in this nation?

Why is it that dogs submit and learn to obey?
Man's best friend is a body but not a man.
Maybe you should ask them, let's hear what they say.
After all what am I saying, you'll never understand.

Read this. Get angry. You didn't read a thing.

Let's hear it bitch.
Talk your way through it this time.
I'm serious. I'll listen. You talk.

You just broke a stitch.
You can't make everything fine.
Swing at me, and away you happily walk?

Too bad sugar. Cause this time I'm pissed.
Remember your ass? Yeah the one that I kissed,
I hope you enjoyed it, cause it was a real joy for me.
In the end you spoiled it. Who else are you spoiling?

Go ahead. Don't open your ears,
It'll just seal your darkest fears.
"Oh no, everyone just thinks I'm a tease."
Just stop telling me this. Just shut up please.

I told you to stop it ages ago.
How much does them catching on to you really blow?
Here I was being kind, to you giving.
But instead for you your pretty life you're living.

You can ask me why I'm so suddenly annoyed.
Maybe it's from all the times I was toyed.
That's why I write these words that are read.
It's why I'm no longer charming but angry instead.

It's why from you I think I'll steer clear.
It's due to your inability to hear.
So you had a good friend. Where has he gone?
Because you think I'm weak, but you know nothing of strong.

Bye.

Your Kind Unkind

Let's set it back twelve weeks, and step in my time machine.
Let's do a recap, and discover my thoughts.
You could look at how I was weak, and ignore what my words mean.
Maybe you could look at everything you got.

Or you could step out of yourself.
Maybe, just maybe you could consider it.
After all, that's what I'm doing myself.
I realize I'm not alright. In fact far from it.

I know it comes naturally, to all of you beauties.
You suck in the gaze you've had your whole life.
I wish you were ugly, and that it wasn't your duty,
Your horrid job causes all of us strife.

I know I'm really nobody to talk.
Yes I do know I've done it before.
I also have changed the direction of my walk.
And my footsteps don't touch there anymore.

If it was just me I don't think I would mind.
But the satisfaction you're still getting kills me.
Do you think it's your job to fix these guy's minds?
To screw them over and make them set themselves free?

Do you enjoy it? The pain you've caused?
Do you care about it? Now that it's done?
You want more of it, and it's just because
You simply love it. The attention.

This invisible sword, this is me sheathing it.
In doing that, I know you'll be stabbed.
Your selfishness drug, I know you're needing it.
You can decide when your cut will be scabbed.

I can't decide if if what you need is a friend
It's so ironic, the rules to this game.
Being unable to hurt me again
How it will cause you pain.

Oh, and do me a favor, just this one time.
For whoever thinks this is just directed at you,
Spare yourself the joy of that attention this time.
These words I write, I write to all of you.

Civil wars aren't pretty.

Listen. He's gonna spit from the stereo.
His words are a gift, you can't tell me no.
His talent cuts the air, sounds insane, obscene.
Without a care, yet he cares, he's not gonna be clean.
You want to say he's nothing? You could tell yourself no.
You want me to to disapprove? You told me "go"

I want to hear it. I'll play it by the hour.
I'll bring you near it. You go take a shower.
You serious now? I almost want to show it off.
Can you talk now? Naw you'll just blow them off.
I don't need you to clear it. You can't see why it has power.
I won't steer clear of it. I'll enjoy while you cower.

Convert me? Make me nice? "Come on give give this a try
you're gonna pay the price, you're filling up with a lie"
Your fluffy rhyme isn't good. It doesn't make sense.
Throw it away? Sure I could. Or I could build this fence.
Where's the agenda? I sit here. Wonder why.
Put in some more splenda. Let's see if it'll buy.
He'll say "I'm not cool but that's okay"
No it's not. You're totally gay.

You think I'm crazy. I tell you I'm fine.
I think it's hazy. You're seeing a line.
You dislike my taste, but you're against me too.
You say it's just a waste. I'm gonna snap. I'm through.
If you knew what I could say. I hear things like these voices.
But our abilities don't define us, just our choices.

Maybe if they get in my face. Maybe then it's cool.
But he's a rapper from Point of Grace. He's an idiot. What a fool.
You don't get my rage. You don't see my hate.
Have fun in that cage, your leash doesn't rate.
Preach to me. Get in my face. Look, a christian duel.
These words are pointless, a waste. You're the one who's cruel.