Posted 22nd January 2012 1634

You want me to write a song well too bad
I’m gonna write words and make a song out of it
writing songs lead to trash rhyming is stupid
literature is pretentious and it leads to pompous assholes
well fuck me if i’m not deep and If words I write don’t resonate with you or make you think
these jerks’ expectations also lead to the opposites
you other people think you’re rebels? You’re ecstasy and lights?
You’re incapable of thinking
You think you’re individuals?
what you listen to is “what’s in right now”, its the hot new thing
You’re just following trends instead of making them
you I despise more than the pretentious
people like you are spoonfed
everything given to you with nothing earned
you have no worries
I hate you for it
both of you go away please
what I look up to
and what I look down at
makes me a judge makes me angry mainly at myself
wants, hopes, dreams they’re all dead to me
I’m jealous and I’m greedy
I want things that are impossible to get
talking to god, going to heaven, being happy
all of us need more than we need
with my vivid imagination
I can’t picture myself pleased with any life style
I’m not an artist, I’m not a businessman, I’m nothing
I want others to listen yet won’t listen to others
I want to be jesus and then get scared that I’d be crucified
I want to see the future yet I don’t even want to see what my own life will be
I’m nervous, I’m stressed, I’m upset
I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I don’t want to
I should but I can’t
something is wrong here
god won’t tell me what it is
how can I believe?
I plead for signs and either I don’t notice them or they never happen
whatever, I don’t care anymore about any of this
Goodnight while I lay in bed for hours until the sun rises
I’m just glad I didn’t write a song

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