If I lived in the wild

I’d live by a waterfall

And never pay utilities

Cuz I’d have a waterfall

And who needs electricity

When you’ve got sunlight

and starlight and moon

I’d forage in the morning

I’d sleep in the sunlight at noon

Anything seems better

Than this tiny room

If I lived in a desert

I’d dry out like a leaf

Right now I live by the ocean

Waiting for waves to wash over me

Rent is really expensive

When you live by the sea

But if I had a waterfall

I’d take all my showers for free

In the wild it’s hard to own kittens

But here it’s hard to live off the grid

And I’m always losing everything

My keys, my money, my id. 

So I will live in the wild 

and never lose anything again

It’s hard to lose a waterfall

Cuz it is so very big. 

I guess I wasn’t allowed to sleep…

Our world wide corporation of death

Selling soul after soul to the right and the left

In the city where building fights building for space

Where rich men sell cigarettes and time bombs and self doubt

At slow steady rates

In the streets where things are a bit more face-paced

Where corporations are where Gangs take place

Selling disease through a needle or a prostitute’s legs

On a stained, naked mattress

With no face and no name

We find jobs to support our addictions to leisure

Anything to subdue this baby if boredom screaming at our breasts

Paying for college

To make us poor and insane

And psychiatrists

Who tell us to just try again

And booze

Because we all pay for booze

Some way or another

And make jokes about things

That kill you faster

And shrug off the lives

That became disasters

From the Hollywood it girl

To the abandoned crack whore

The greatest divide goes

From the Rich to the Poor

For all the same vices

The great equalizer

Of white powders

And coffee drinks

Self help books

12 steps to no where but up

Let’s rise up!

If you’ve got one last breath in you

For the Human race

And all those babies!

Let go of your money and tend to the land.

I could take all the drugs around me, 
I could be as blank as the pages in your head.  
I could swallow the smoke til I can’t breathe, 
With my friends all dying around me.  
Forgetting the people they told us we could be.  
And just blowing around in the streets.  
When you hold the keys to eternity, knowledge, wisdom and prosperity, 
You lose site of winning the race. You never understand the chase.   
And fucking off just seems so easy. 
Like nothing else could be more easy, 
More sensible.  
Nothing matters when everything’s figured out for you.  
Just stay in the lines 
Connect the dots. 
Nothing matter’s when nothing is all you’ve got.  
Forgetting dates,  
Changing license plates 
Planning your escape 
When no one ever gets out of here. 
I could drown my sorrows in whiskey 
I could keep them afloat in beer 
I could quit cold turkey on sorrows 
Exhale smoke and they’d disappear. 
I could mute the world around me  
Some car bomb on the t.v. screen 
Cuz those things are so far away 
From what’s affecting me.  
My first love left me bitter 
So that my second love never came.  
I was alone when I got here 
And I’m leaving just the same.

I have the balls to say what most people are too afraid to say to one another. 

I’m really quite tired of people all together. 

I’m almost even tired of having friends. 

Friends come and go and come and go and go more often than they come. 

Friends are just people, lonely people that can’t be alone when having fun. 

I have the balls to call them on their bullshit.

I have the balls to point out my own bullshit. 

My whole persona is based on bullshit

and that’s why I’d rather be alone. 

I don’t need friends to make me happy

I just try to keep my friends happy most of the time. 

And I bet not of a one of them worries

How happy they make me,

or how sad they make me, 

or however they make me.

I’d rather make me myself. 

Like how lots of birds fly in flocks

but most of the time they’re by themselves.

If I could fly I’d wouldn’t need any body

Unless when crossing continents 

Because I bet that’s scary to do alone. 

But on normal days I’m pretty sure, 

On most days I’m positive,

Almost every day I’m absolutely certain

That I don’t need anyone. 

Probably. 

nonsense I wrote in bed last night.

I believe in aliens

and I believe in God

I don’t believe in Leprechauns

I think Santa is a fraud

But I believe in you and me

But then again I don’t

I could get to know you better

But I know that I won’t. 

A learning curb is nothing

Like biting a real curb

There’s a lesson in there somewhere

Leaving you disturbed

Getting to know new people

Is always so awkward

Let’s drown these fears in 2 buck chuck

But never really say a word

Going through the motions

Of living a real life

Should calm the harsh realities

Of grown-ups, kids and wives

All inevitable conversations

Every brand new situation

All coming and ending

Everyday

Makes me want to 

Throw my life away.

Cuz I don’t believe in politics

I don’t believe our ways will stick

But I still believe in you and me

Even if we’re a “maybe”

And I still believe in aliens

And that they will come

Help us blend in

With rocks and monkeys 

And insects

And maybe teach us some respect

And that we’re not hopeless

Just upset

Then the non-believers

All those truth-decievers

Men in suits

with podiums

Along with all the quiet dreamers

Patiently waiting like everyone

Will finally have a place and purpose

No more reasons to be nervous

I can’t wait for aliens to come.