Here in candy land things rule
Food and games galore
The people a great and the good times never end
Here in this tent things are ok
There is nothing that I really want to do
The people are ok at best
This place is a piece of monkey shit
What the fuck am I eating?
And who the fuck do you think you are

In heaven everything is fine ( Read more... )

there is a monster ( Read more... )

out i came ( Read more... )

accomplishments seem empty ( Read more... )

the sting of the sun
messing with my eyes
all is seen as green
that must be the problem in business
the lights are too bright
so all is seen as green

dry eyes ( Read more... )

so afraid to say what i want to say
i think
fuck you
and fuck your fears
you all cry about shitty dreams
or is it shitty lives?

so i wonder what is next, what is there to do
never again
no need to talk
go find new people
repeat the same cycle over again
or does it have an end?

i am dead ( Read more... )

shuffling my feet
traveling in circles
drifting farther away
leaving aquatints i once called friends
hoping that they will soon become friends
i used to be the on of the odd men out
now complete i am satisfied
with a new fear of the world
and an unknown braveness i challenge it
as i slowly expand my circle
until i walk around the world