spiffy
I wanna take a long cold drink for your bucket
To every thought I could think now I say Fuck it
I just wanna go with how I feel
Like my only job here is to care for and covet you, dear
Like a puddle with no reflection of the sky or the trees
But after my dreaded beheading I tied that sucker back on with a string
And I guess I'm pretty different now
Considering
A lesson must be lived in order to be learned
And the clarity to see and stop this now
That is what I've earned
Or as worn as an old hat
Old as my oldest memories
See that one's my mother
That one's my father
And that one in the hat that's me
It's a skill I'd hoped to abandon
When I got out on the open road
But any more pent up emotion
I think I'm gonna explode
I've been thinking about talking to my rents about, well, about me. I don't know what kind of restrictions or whatever mom has put on John but I figure I'm gonna get more and they're gonna be crappier. But I can deal. I always seem to be able to deal. Although, right now I wanna see if I can punch through the wall on my left...
I just remembered the bum that we saw the first day we were in London. He was on a bench in Belsize Park and he was there the next day too. Then he moved to another bench farther into the park but you could still see him from the street. yeah...bum stories....
................
I have nothing to do tonite. joy. It's only 5 and i'm going insane... *sigh* maybe i can get dad to take me somewhere
To every thought I could think now I say Fuck it
I just wanna go with how I feel
Like my only job here is to care for and covet you, dear
Like a puddle with no reflection of the sky or the trees
But after my dreaded beheading I tied that sucker back on with a string
And I guess I'm pretty different now
Considering
A lesson must be lived in order to be learned
And the clarity to see and stop this now
That is what I've earned
Or as worn as an old hat
Old as my oldest memories
See that one's my mother
That one's my father
And that one in the hat that's me
It's a skill I'd hoped to abandon
When I got out on the open road
But any more pent up emotion
I think I'm gonna explode
I've been thinking about talking to my rents about, well, about me. I don't know what kind of restrictions or whatever mom has put on John but I figure I'm gonna get more and they're gonna be crappier. But I can deal. I always seem to be able to deal. Although, right now I wanna see if I can punch through the wall on my left...
I just remembered the bum that we saw the first day we were in London. He was on a bench in Belsize Park and he was there the next day too. Then he moved to another bench farther into the park but you could still see him from the street. yeah...bum stories....
................
I have nothing to do tonite. joy. It's only 5 and i'm going insane... *sigh* maybe i can get dad to take me somewhere