A TRUE POET
is suicidal/homicidal/depressed/pissed off...
Crowded halls, people pushing,
Binder falling to the ground...
Life is like milk. It has an expiration date.
Or you could say that life's like a potato. yes, a...
Mountains of Las Vegas:
Where are they...
Why does everyone seem so real on the other side.
Where I am...
I woke up to the ringing of my cell phone and fell...
The flushing sound of the toilet scared the crap...
I wonder what twood be like to to find.,An...
Or even a possum pie within,a barrel of whiskey...
I'll be your tinker-bell, you'll be my Peater Pan,
We'll run off to Never-Ever land...
Homework, homework, its up to my ears,
To finish it all will take me ten years...
I witness the scariest crime
More scarier than the bogey man...
Money
Is not money...
I'm dying to see you come by and
I feel like screaming and crying...