it's like trying to make the swimmingpool bigger by peeing in it.

all across the globe, i'm about to implode.

fruit and their sugars,
i'm becoming the bigger person.

load the rifle and aim for anything that flies.
if you don't believe; you target the skies.

snap out of the ballroom and pinch the zipper for your dress,
you only sense stress,
as their eyes caress,
your body that's made to impress,
the male hormons make you feel meaningless,
as their eyes bulge and you realise you're not a duchess

- you try to leave, you beat the odds.


i fail in life
so i need to take it
turn it off, rewind all the scenes.

play it over in my head for researchpurposes,
pull off the lid and let light into that empty space.
my soul
left ages ago.
it seems.

unwind. place one upon the other, add them, use math, use the rules.
apply, imply,
they're all in the head of the dead, all that information that took a lifetime to summon.
what's the use.

heroin. i'm not getting out of this easily. and i'm not sure i'm worth the effort.
take this life, leave it be. it's not for me, i failed at all points.
walking across the swamp with firends, thoughts like this never hits your head.

i sure long for better days, for light and for that energy only certain things can bring forth in me.

the change that needs to be made, its urgency and the importantcy,
is it yours, is it mine, is it the world or is it my habits. have i failed as a person or has the world failed me.
what have i got wrong.
so many wrongs. must add upp in nothing, i miss being pleased.