Friday, March 26, 2010

God God Dammit Dammit

Alright now

Time to calm down

Even though you're a mess and will be on display tomorrow

Even though you haven't slept or eaten any sane amount

Even though you're head just is as empty as when you started

And you really can't afford to fuck up yet again

You must be fucking retarded


Take a breath, it's all right


Convince yourself it's okay and it will be better next time

Even though you're well aware that is a huge fucking lie

No matter how many times you stay up all night

Contemplating why any of this matters

You swear up and down you're gonna make a new plan

And draw it out on every surface that can handle it

You're still brewing insanity that belongs in the trash bin

You know you're just going to fail again

And again

And again

Because you're just not good enough to handle this

And everything is so fucking loud, you can't stand it


Take a breath, it's all right


By now you've begun to accept your fate anyway

Always a mess and easy to irritate

Left alone, but you kind of like it that way

Because no one will ever see what fucked up shit can happen when it's too late


Take a breath, it's all right


Nothing matters anymore, it never did

It's just another part of this fucking system

Breeding robots who can't think outside their brain stems

You're the fucking smart one here, not them

Bigger numbers on their side don't make a difference

So they found a way to have their fun and keep on passing

But I don't see anyone else on the field picking up wrappers


I don't see anyone else giving two shits about their friends as much as I did

I just fucking see you wasting your life doing assignments

And smiling when you hand it in, as if it means you win

And now you'll go out because it's almost the weekend


Well fuck you. And fuck your friends too.


I'm alone in my mess with no time and too much to do

But at least in the end I know I've done what matters right

I never put on a show just to make it look like I can fight

I'm not one to lie about caring for life

Fuck that synthetic bullshit


What happened to being genuine?


And don't criticize me for not donating money to earthquake victims

Because I donate my time to giving out an education

To my friends and to my peers and to parents and their children

I'm sorry that people are poor, but nature is out of our jurisdiction

Shouldn't thinking for ourselves and in favor of the future be the given?

I'm out to make the goddamn difference


Making sure they don't turn into robots like everyone else and their friends

Encouraging them to pick up trash some asshole was too lazy to throw away

Showing them how to care so we have a world to live in some day

My purpose doesn't involve getting a fucking GPA

It's getting some fucking change

Inspiring rage


Because something's gotta fucking turn around before we age anymore

But shit ain't happening as long as us fighters get stuck in hell holes

Taking out a second mortgage for a fucking piece of paper

That somehow we've been convinced makes a life more than strong wills can


But that's how it's gotta be isn't it

I've already spent fifteen years of my life preparing

And brewing pots of negative swearing

I'm done.

I'll play your fucking game just long enough so I can show for it.

But seriously.


Is it time yet to motherfucking live yet???


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