thoughts.

Have you ever been swindled by a swindler who lies ’cause he wants to see you smile, have a good time, be inspired? And he doesn’t want for you to cry or know he cries inside, so he hides behind his big triumphant rock and roll disguise. You want things to be real, but you really can’t deny you feel excited and on fire. Is it wrong to lie and say he’s fine when the reason he’s not fine is the pressure of the power changing lives? In just one hour all these people will be better people.Take this job and shove it. Adios, I’m a ghost. I am leaving for the coast and I’ll never work for anyone again. I’m not your savior or your heavenly host. I’m just a piece of slide back toast, getting soggy in a baby’s mouth. I’m going south, like the geese. I just goosed you in so maybe I seem loose to you but I don’t even wanna screw, and I did once, but I don’t now that I see you do things, the way you play and sing’s amazing, but the way you play the game is crazy. You don’t have to say you’re sorry. You don’t owe me anything, don’t owe me anything.

Sometimes it seems like I’ve got all the answers, but the answers aren’t the same when the questions keep on changing. Like, how will I react when I see my mother crying every single day ‘cause she is afraid of dying? And how will I contain my anger when Delilah plays unchained melody instead of lost in your eyes? And where will I go where I can feel safe when my family sells this place and we all split up and move away?

I’m trying to be brave ‘cause when I’m brave other people feel brave but I feel like my heart is caving in. I’m trying to be brave ‘cause when I’m brave other people feel brave, but I feel like my heart is caving in. I’m trying to be brave ‘cause when I’m brave other people feel brave, but I feel like my heart is caving in.