To You

What if I just murdered them?
If I became a serial killer,
Ripped out their lungs and just left them?
Would you hate me like they used to?
Would you cry and neglect me like they did to you?
I wouldn't mind if you dial the cops and report me.
I'd just fake a twitch and claim insanity.
After all, I'm sure you'd call me crazy to assail
As you'd frailly hold up your parents' entrails,
Clinging to the only bits of flesh left behind
When I. . .
Tried
To protect you like a hero.
But I guess you're done with prima donnas
And decided you want someone with less of an ego.

I guess that was pointless
Since
I'm one of them
And
I just wanted to be the one to come to your rescue
Even if it means sacrificing myself to smoothe over your virtues.

I know we
Made an oath
To be better than what we were three years ago.
But I can't just stand by and watch you choke,
Trying to wolf down your salty problems until you have a stroke,
So
I'm going with them so you can be alone
And live your life and grow the way you were meant to grow.

Peace.

LIFE

Are you cooped up in a small uterus?

Are you tired of levitating in the same position for months at a time?

Do you sometimes have to wait for mother to hunger so you can eat?

Then maybe you should try the ground-stomping product that is LIFE!

LIFE gives you the free will to stretch your bones and move about freely -

And, get this, you can eat when you're hungry, just cry for it!

Don't just take my word for it, look at the statistics!

99.9 percent of people would recommend this astonishing product 100 percent!

As you can see, the people love it!

And who could blame them?

If that doesn't convince you, test it out yourself

With our thirteen year warranty - you won't regret it!

Side effects may include:

Discrimination of sexes, races, religion, opinion, strength and sexual orientation.

Cutting, bruises, aches and pains may began to occur in the teen stages.

Contact a professional if you're having frequent thoughts of suicide or mass murders.

If you are experiencing any severe disorder that could lead to [potential] insanity, don't worry - they will find you.

So the next time you're feeling a bit cramped,

Give LIFE a try - you might just like it.

LIFE is not responsible for false aspirations

Let's be honest, you might not make it.

How Do You Not Get It?

Beggars can't be choosers, but I haven't selected.
I had no option before birth to select my kindred -
The relatives of unrelation that I can't relate to;
The people I've been mandated to live with and through.
Starting with Zeus, the god of all gods,
Who could have been godly and still have his flaws.
But nah, superiority turns kindness into ashes -
Corrections of imperfections that lead us into madness
With sadness from the silver lining cloud he rests upon,
Pushing, complaining - making us feel like we were wrong.
Honestly, how could one bear infinite pride and power
To the point of agitated tears from non-linguistic cowards?
Who, by the way, do speak, but live in choice silence
Constantly biting so as not to displease their highness.
Yeah, every dark depressing cloud has a silver lining,
But how long will it block the sun that won't stop shining?

Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die

What if I weren't blue, but green instead?
What if I always listened to Ingrid Michaelson instead of My Chemical Romance?
What if I didn't sulk, but hopped around and danced?
Maybe I would if I weren't blue, but green instead.

Music Titles and Concepts

Here's to Daydreamin' behind the eyes of the restless
Of the Cold-Blooded, warm-hearted, yes, those that are reckless.
For my lovers with Candles that melt in the night -
Fire, blazing innocence, Burning In the Skies.
To wanna-be Wiccas with A Charming Spell
So they won't have to Freeze to prevent a quell.
As for those who question, "Human or dancer?",
With being a Karma Slave, must you really require an answer?
My Heart Still Beats to the dull drum of society -
A wannabe Procreation Chick with cleavage unsightly,
Never to be heard on the Radio, seen flying overhead,
Rather, hiding under Shelter, must've been something I said?
So? Ha! I'm an illegally disturbed Seth -
A Teardrop equivalent to what's fearless on my breath.
With the defined prior need of Two Bare Feet,
Here's to those living peacefully in a Walking Dream.












Artists in order of song title appearance:
Lupe Fiasco
The Pretty Reckless
Daughter
Linkin Park
Splashdown
Jordin Sparks
The Killers
Splashdown
Maria Mena
Splashdown
Lana Del Rey
The XX
Splashdown
Massive Attack
Katie Melua
Natalie Walker

Act (4'11)

Here you are.
Just below the odd foot,
Silent as a vulnerable mouse,
Invisible under your cloak,
Feeling from below the surface and
Longing to be noticed,
Hoping to be of aid. . .
With your back against the wall,
Your hands stuffed in the pits of your pockets,
Your snout high up in the clouds,
As your eyes remain sewn.

You could know nothing.
You could ignore everything.
You could live on without a single care in the world!
But, you're cursed.

You are cursed with a "blessing" to hear,
"You think you'll get a job with that sexuality?",
"It's not his fault, I made him lose his temper.",
"You're hurting me. . .",
"Please! Don'--" . . .

You'd rather see the images over and again
Than remember the voices of despair and defeat.
Then you wish you were deaf -
Or a thieving Empath.

Because you don't need hands
To sense someone else's misery,
To know that Agony is taunting Grim
Around every single corner,
To feel as though there is nothing you can possibly do
Aside from pace a sidewalk and fret. . .

But you learned at a young age
Nothing good ever comes from a tantrum
And, with this upgrade from leather to lead,
I suggest you relearn it quick.

Dismiss the hatred toward high-horsed officials.
Quit raging over the fact that no one,
Not even your gracious leader,
Is attempting to stop the injustice.

Now put away your picket signs and
Wipe away the worthless tears.
Tie up your big girl boots
And let's take on the world
So you can make peace some day.

Just before five feet.
As sneaky as the rat you'll never see,
Waiting to sprint out
With open arms.
Your feet pounding against the concrete
And your pupils locked on justice.
Because you have been gifted with two ears
And empowered with a strong, objective mind
That you will use to your advantage by every means -
For freedom, equality, and justice.

Here we are.

Dead Or Alive? (2012-3)

Some say she's gone;

That her presence has been banned.

Some say she's dead;

That she's vanished from land. 

The honest truth?

She lives and has always existed.

Though, some may oppose, 

She's merely an imaginary figment.

As a vivid abstraction,

She lives in your fantasy - 

Until a sane pessimist

Snaps you back into reality.

If her being is alive,

She will soon be dead.

Unless you are of royalty,

The guillotine has her head.

Shall she rest in violence

Or reap the kingdom,

Dreams and hopes will never die

That there exists [a] freedom.

Limit Here, Limit There

Saturday, ‎May ‎16, ‎2015, ‏‎3:15:53 PM

Some people are stronger than others. Some people miscalculate their strengths whether it’s because the world fed them limits, or they’ve overestimated their abilities without pure certainty.

I, for one, fall into the category with many others of setting limits upon myself, not in disbelief, but in self-doubt. Rather, I believe that I could if I have to, but not if I want to.

One day, though, I will leave that belief behind and rip apart every limit ever hooked on me.

As every weight falls, I will fly.

The Affects of AP Calculus

‎Sunday, ‎February ‎8, ‎2015, ‏‎9:05:13 PM

It is unfair. How could such a glorious understanding become a horrid ineptitude? Things were finally becoming clear in the face of the elders but the fraction of a second I am left to venture on my own, I become the most dumbfounded creature on the face of the Earth without even a decimal of an idea of what to do. How am I to become a successful Medical Examiner if even in my intellectual zone I am a frustrated ignoramus? Tell me how, I would love the enlightenment.

Rather, enlighten me on how to grasp the concept of the dreadfully appealing, mind-warping subject that is calculus. I do not participate for the prize of passing and gaining the credit, but to actually comprehend the functions and units I have been drowning in.

I have no intentions of boasting here, but I am a highly intellectual being and it flabbergasts me that math, a complexity so simple once understood, is an intangible hurdle, so suddenly. It is as if I have yet to focus my pupils on the whiteboard full off that dull black marker.

I thought it might be this: I do absorb the knowledge and lessons the elders provide for me. But once there is a twist - for example, adding sine to an equation that had not been included during the lesson – I lose all training and my brain falls limp. Common sense commits suicide along with memory, and logic is mutilated by my imaginations’ sudden ideas of fictional, action-packed journeys.

Perhaps it is this, but even so, I refuse to accept the excuse – or any, for that matter – as an excuse does not exempt me from failing if I do.

Life Quotes: Set 1

"Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility."
              -Khalil Gibran

"The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing."
               -Socrates

"I'm the one that has to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to."
               -Jimi Hemdrix

"When they continued asking him, he lifted up his hands and said unto them, 'He that is without sin, let him first cast a stone at her.'."
               -John 7:8

Heartache

It's now that I realized how much I really need you. Of course they all say I could go on without you - it's my heart that keeps me going. What they don't realize is that my heart does keep me going, but with my brain's support. And, if I'm so focused on you with a negative sword stabbing at my emotions, and my brain becomes consumed by this negativity and it forces my flexor muscles to pull the trigger, my heart no longer has the ability to go on. All of its supply starts spewing and spilling and it's drained because my brain took a turn for the easier and the worst. So, in actuality, I can't go on without having the greatest idea of you by my side. Quite frankly, I'd die without you. 

Favourite Last Words

Convicted murderer Thomas J. Grasso used his last words to complain about his last meal. He said, “I did not get my Spaghetti-O’s; I got spaghetti. I want the press to know this."

Wilson Mizner is best known for his bon mots, though he was a successful playwright. He’s known for the line, "Be nice to people on the way up because you'll meet the same people on the way down." When Mizner was on his deathbed, a priest said, “I’m sure you want to talk to me.” Mizner told the priest, “Why should I talk to you? I’ve just been talking to your boss."

As he was dying, Alfred Hitchcock said, “One never knows the ending. One has to die to know exactly what happens after death, although Catholics have their hopes.”

Sir Winston Churchill’s last words were, “I’m bored with it all.”

Surgeon Joseph Henry Green was checking his own pulse as he lay dying. His last word: “Stopped.”


Frank Sinatra died after saying, “I’m losing it.”

Rainer Maria Rilke said, “I don’t want the doctor’s death. I want to have my own freedom.”

Marie Antoinette stepped on her executioner’s foot on her way to the guillotine. Her last words: “Pardonnez-moi, monsieur.”

Richard B. Mellon was a multimillionaire. He was the President of Alcoa, and he and his brother Andrew had a little game of Tag going. The weird thing was, this game of Tag lasted for like seven decades. When Richard was on his deathbed, he called his brother over and whispered, “Last tag.” Poor Andrew remained “It” for four years, until he died.

Louise-Marie-Thérèse de Saint Maurice, Comtesse de Vercellis let one rip while she was dying. She said, “Good. A woman who can fart is not dead.”

As Benjamin Franklin lay dying at the age of 84, his daughter told him to change position in bed so he could breathe more easily. Franklin’s last words were, “A dying man can do nothing easy.”

John Arthur Spenkelink was executed in Florida in 1979. He spent his final days writing these last words on various pieces of mail: “Capital punishment means those without the capital get the punishment.”

Pulitzer Prize-winning playwright Eugene O’Neill was born in a room at the Broadway Hotel on what is now Times Square. He died at age 65 in a Boston hotel. His last words? “I knew it! I knew it! Born in a hotel room and, goddamn it, dying in a hotel room.”

Source: Last Words of Notable People by William Brahms

"I watched it all in my head - perfect sense. . ." -The Neighbourhood

I was bound to cross this line, wasn't I? Man, it's been a while since I've thought on this song, imagining my kidnapping that inevitably led to inconceivable death. I never took this thought as a threat. Much like this song, I saw it as a refuge. Being taken away from a life I'd been force to get accustomed to and taken to what would seem like a whole other dimension. Better or worse, at least there'd be change - a break from mundane monotony.

Much line this line, I guess the above paragraph is a great representation of how I [sometimes] feel about life.

Of course, the only truth - plausible truth, at that - is in what we believe, right? You can see things everyone else sees, yet you could interpret what you saw in a completely different way than many other people. With that, sharing ideas, for example: If someone shares an idea - a different idea based off of the same thing you saw - you'll probably think (if you disagreed) that they're babbling nonsense but, to them, their ideas aren't so daft as they seem to you.

So, when I say being kidnapped is like a liberation from monotony, it makes plenty sense to me. But, to someone with a different mindset, it might seem like I'm being abused and I'm trying to get away from it or that I've simply lost it and gone senile. 

"I think I found Hell. . ." - The Neighbourhood

I dug too deep
At the beach
Past the water
And up came flames
And Satan
And his daughter
Staring down at me;
Looking down on me.

He said "Hey, whatcha doin'?
Have you lost your mind?
This is my home!
Not a cave, not to mine!"
And I replied,
"Oh, Luci,
I apologize!
I had no idea I passed six and went all the way to nine!
Will you forgive me please?"
I'm asking [him] on my knees.

He thinks,
And then he starts to smile.
He says, "I'll forgive you, if I could use your soul awhile!"
I agreed.
Thinking with my greed and not my head.
I sinned
And never saw the light of day again. 

"Wipe the blood out of our eyes. . ." -Otherwise

I killed a man and his blood was on my hands, seeping brought the cracks of my skin like water on dry land. I've done it again. I'm a murderer, then. I may as well grab my cell and call the body in.

But. . .is this man's life worth mine in tens? Wasted in the pen?

. . .I guess not - I'll just bury him instead or burn everything and never turn my head back to see the crime I committed. It's gone, it's over - I did it. There's no going back. Nothin' to do but gather my bags, cover my tracks, and hope the executioners don't catch me and throw me on the Rack.

"Tell me what you want from me. . ." -On Republic

     Of course, I kind of love this song. Every time I hear it, this line is the line that stands out the most. Perhaps because I found myself believing that I do plenty on my own for the satisfaction of other people, yet, when they don't appreciate it (or I don't notice their appreciation), I find myself planting blame on them for their displeasure - which is totally out of whack! I assume some people want things rather than asking them what they want. Pure ignorance, I tell you.

     This line points out my frustration for my own mistakes that I cover up by dubbing other people as indecisive and ungrateful. What a strange realization. I like this "quick write". Found out plenty about myself in a quarter of a page. 

     "I need another story. . ." Now that's a good line, too!