Where oh Where
Where do I go?
When do I go?
Whatever
Once I'm somewhere Fresh
It just need be fresh
Well, that excites me
Hibernating, forced to hibernate in summer
Bah bah bah
At least I'm no sheep
At least I'm no square
Stupid idea is to think like this:
I was great, Stupendously great
So I'll be content with that, I'm done
That fails
That sucks
One worthy life
One lucky boy, here
Focus life on chess – bad idea
Focus life on Pittsburgh – bad idea
And here the beautiful mind pauses stupidly
Question of potential
The actual great in me has become comatose
I get shimmers of the greatness now and then these days
But I lived like a god and I'll go back to that
Living like a god means
Being happy all the time and hyper-talkative
Driven by love, of course, and you know your the stronger person
You laugh, you don't care how people think
You laugh a-lot and sing a-lot and the world warps around you
Brilliancies and happiness and understanding
You don't care that nobody cares about you
You dance around and dance well
You are beautiful because you don't need them
No neediness so you can give and light up all the while
Mind is faster and quicker and that's a reason not to care about them
Again and again, awesomely, and it could continue on and on
The solitude is beautiful
You appear so connected
And you start meeting them
They have lives, you can't insert yourself in them
It's not against them
Their relative strength
You suspect that love is quite a lie
And behind it is the weakness of people
Cause when I'm strong alone is fine
That stratifies, struggles, stagnation, that results
That is basic, too much content alone
Or really too much anything
Too okay alone
Don't really know what to say
Some people care about me
Some people understand me
Really no reason, theory goes, to feel unhappy
I know, but
Forgive the philosophy here
Mind comes from brain
And the part that made calm and social
Is now making reserve and inhibition
Saturday, August 21, 2010
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