I want to change the world.

All the things gone wrong.

And so I confide in a man.

Who heard this old singsong.

He told that he was sorry.

He said it wasn’t fair.

But no matter what I tried to do.

The world would never care.

He told me he used to have those dreams.

Of fixing problems for everyone around.

But then, he said, he had grown up.

And his dreams burned to the ground.

And so all I did was laugh.

Confusing him to no end.

And when he asked, whats so funny.

This is what I said.

Your dreams are dead because you killed them.

Your hopes are gone because you let go.

If you never tried to live them.

Then you can never say it won’t be so.

You tell me I can’t change it.

But I’ve already begun.

It will take some time, for sure.

But I won’t need to use a gun.

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It’s one of those days. The one’s where the sky is grey.

The one’s where everything you do and everything you say.

Puts a twang of pain in my heart. It stirs up all the hate.

All the anger and the pain I thought I had put away.

And so I leave you this one word. This little simple phrase.

“I will not be you’re lover, but I’d gladly be your slave.”

I get a feeling of anxiety that is completely unexplainable and unprecedented. I have officially decided that this feeling is and shall be known as, to me only, as “Past Life Fuck Ups” See, when you feel nervous or anxious or otherwise negative for NO reason what so ever, it’s your body remembering when you screwed up in your past life. So yeah. I think it’s a great explanation.

Try to take the first step to the edge above.

Once you climb the ladder of affection and love.

When you get to the top, jump onto the board.

Spread apart your arms and watch as you soar.

And as you see your body falling through the sky.

As you see the tears creeping from your eyes.

Do you feel accomplished? Do you feel like you’ve done good?

Because those are the first steps toward your adulthood.

In a land full of surprises, in a world full of suspense.

There is one thing that’s certain. One thing that makes sense.

That everyone is always startled, no one is prepared.

And no one tried to change this, no one even cared.

So I take a final stand against uncertainties.

Assure the people of this world that water is blue and grass is green.

But they don’t believe me. They think me unwise.

And when they discovered I was right, All they could say was, “I’m surprised.”

Work was boring. The end.

Longest day of work yet. Not in hours, but in effort. I ran up a flight of steps about 15 times, screwed up like…. 3 drinks? No I’m sorry four. Then, when I got home I had to go back because they wanted me to fix a broken outlet faceplate. Which I couldn’t because the brackets were stripped of their threading. Good day, no?