Apr 15, 2009 23:18
my ego is the size of a pea...
under 20 mattresses while the princess relaxes
is it me that makes her back itch?
why not me to scratch it?
i don't believe in magic, or perfection if you practice
but if you neglect then you get jack s**t
tragic tales never fare well
unless they're farewells
my fear willed me to tears
you're killing my dreams, dear
dear somebody, please understand.
no paradise to reach with my hands
no beach to rest my feet in the sand
I have no one
no one prospect
no one object
no one gift, no one's wishes
no one's kisses,
just me and the Noah fishes
no lung limit,
underwater since no one gets it
so unfinished! so prolific -
but no one listens
so underground that my niche is
trenches, caves, and ditches
no interventions
just me and my Nietzsche impressions