When sweet say nothing
moments are past, present, and future
will you see? the only way
for me is the one of least control
my world spins in random directions
making time and gravity figments of imagination

maybe... is something still there
behind that weight behind your eyes?
if I delve deep there again
I may find more than I bargained for.
so I ground myself in my room
with musical instrument in one hand
writing implement in the other
producing songs of how I feel
or wish I felt

There is something where
the world jerks me around
where I want what I can't have
almost always get it
and don't want it anymore
so you all remain confused
confizzled, and confuzzlebusted

Yep, I am a sorry sod
with pathetic romantic ideals
and way too many conflicting emotions
running marathons in my head
and chasing
beautiful
half-asian girls
around and around.

walking the thin line
between you and my sanity
is wearing a hole
in the soles
of my mental shoes
and the blisters are forming
on the heels of my heart
making tough callous edges
and walls against true love
I built those before
and now they go up
taller than before
and thicker

someone please
break me out
of this self-imposed
prison...
Break my heart
to show me
it's still there

10/21/2003

Posted on 10/21/2003
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