someday i will

someday i'll tell them to kiss my ass
i'll be cocky, i'll be crass
the day i tell them to kiss my ass

i refuse to consider
that my resolve may quiver
that i'll chicken out

someday i'll tell them to suck it themselves
maybe throw in a go to hell
the day i tell them to suck it themselves

i refuse to recall
my rather obvious lack of balls
and strong impulse to flee

someday i'll tell them to shove it, please
and stand up on steady knees
the day i tell them to shove it, please

*insert pretentious single-word title*

watchmewatchmewatchme
cry
they hold me back as the world goes by
watchmewatchmewatchme
scream
why can't they just let me be?
watchmewatchmewatchme
curse
don't care anymore that it makes things worse...

running

you let
me down
when i needed you there

i hate
you too
i don't have time to worry bout you

you know
that i
will never do much

you're an ass, such an ass

i can't help the way the world is turning all i know is that my feet are burning
i gotta
i gotta start running

you bitch
at me
when i'm doing my best

you think
my ass
is fused to this chair

don't fall
on me
cause i won't be there to catch ya

i'll be so far ahead, so far ahead

i can't help the way the world is turning all i know is that my feet are burning
i gotta
i gotta start running

this is my poetry page. look on the right for the table of contents...

this is hardly new subject matter, so if this all sounds remarkably like someone else's work, i'm sorry, but don't bother me about it, cause i damn well didn't steal any of this.

oh, the angst! get it away from me!
take me back to the main page!

THIS TABLE O' CONTENTS DOES NOT NECCESSARILY INDICATE THE ORDER IN WHICH CONTENT APPEARS:

onward

someday i will

running

untitled

alone kinda blues

regrets

questions

 

onward

i used to think i had a choice
i could go or i could stay
but i look back behind me
and it’s all fall’n away
i look up before me
and i can’t see a thing
above and below me
empty winds sing
when i saw these things i was afraid
cut off from my past, from my chains
but now i revel in the freedom
i’ve undone my braids
i’ve grown older in this space
seen results of my actions
and i’ve found life is too fleeting
to brood on these abstractions
this is my adventure
the only one i’ll get
i’ve got to live it well
though others may forget
that it’s all an adventure
the pain and the love
bad things and good
from below and above
so i lengthen my stride
on my small bit of Now
a secret smile on my face
the sweat of living on my brow

alone kinda blues

they got each other
and i have none
but
maybe it's better
to be alone

can't believe the pain
runnin thru these bones
but
maybe it's better to be alone

i have been hurt
and i have hurt them some
so
maybe it's better
that i'm alone

the people walk by
they never know
they
only see
i've gotta be alone

regrets(i can't find the revised, almost good version of this--when i find it i will put it up.)

i saw you reaching out to me raised my fingers in reply but i felt another's touch and i told you goodbye

questions

where am I now?
what is this place?
I look in a mirror
what is that face?

and who are you,
that I’m looking for?
why aren’t you here with me,
standing at my door?

how can I find you
when I can’t find myself?
it’s just another stupid dream
to put on its dark shelf

where do they come from?
these dreams can’t be mine
I know better than to hope
but how these dreams do shine

get out of my head!
just leave me alone!
but what oh what will I do
with these bright dreams all gone

oh where are you going?
are you looking for me?
if the dreams all go away
and you come, will I see?

man i'm bored...