Round Dos

i can't express
your unbeknown shiftiness
i wanted to say shitiness
but the English language spell check refuses to acknowledged
"shit"
as a word
sad
i don't think any of you will ever understand what it's like
to look into someones face and feel constant liar
constant bullshit
constant
constant
constant
constant
immediate
lack of consideration
i must write this down
or one day
i'll walk out of the kitchen
with paco's aluminum bat held tight in my hands
and go after the mirrors
go after the beer tab
go after the sangria glass
and break it all apart
sometimes nothing would make me happier
than throwing a chair through a plate glass window
theres love in here somewhere
and i hide it well
i'm waiting
wondering
hoping
for the next one
to show me that this isn't all so sick
to prove that maybe what i'm thinking
isn't so bad after all
maybe i just need a hug
a stupid small sign of affection
something to show me that this place
isn't filled with horrible people
like i think it is
maybe i just need someone to drop their shit
like i dropped mine
but you always prove me wrong
fuck it
i'm young
maybe this is just now
and that's cool
i guess

of Freaking Course

of course you like this
you like that
you like how everything fits in this nice little basket
everything "neat"
if i were to choke
and die
right at this time
i wouldn't deny
anything i ever said
you know me
i don't hide anything
i put it all out there
and its sad that people don't have the balls
to be themselves
to withstand the current of bullshit
washing over you
and why is this place filled with so many shitty people?
especially the ones that say they are "good"
happen to be the worst off of them all
i don't support any causes
because in all of them
is a little nazi in the leaders heart
and i don't support nazi's
or hypocrites
or plagiarism
or unoriginal thought
or stupid macho energy
or bullshit that is said to say to help people who want to say something
take a second
look through your lens
everything around you is destructible
and we have no choice but to live here
we have to
have to
HAVE TO
live here
so we can either die off into the air
or come to terms with this constant
immediate
definite
burden
die slow
sleep tight
live hard
and push your face against the plate glass
and taste skin
it's been awhile
come back cody
i miss you