i wonder what you think of me
if you think at all
if you wave white flags for surrender
or who you pray to
if culture was the start-
was that you?
you’ve been on my mind
debating to see if you can see me
a little different
not ready for that conversation but
i can see it going there
when i am ready we will
maybe
i can remember everything
but what you look like
the two dollar dates
photos by the bookstore
lunchable picnics
i remember being there
just not with a ghost
never one
to ask for help
rather bleed on the sidewalk
then ask for aid
at the tip of the blade
they prayed
then betrayed
all digging a grave with a heavy spade
no tombstones no markings
prepared for that future;
seems further by the day
it has been awhile
but i’m here
bleeding from my wrist
but i’m here
this wasn’t always the truth
absant more times then present
just so i could give something on christmas
i know they judge me
can see it in the corner of their eyes
never blinked twice
took their eye off me
i move past ’em
never stood still long enough
to tell ’em i missed ’em
i regret that
i know they judge me
i’m sorry pops
tattoos below my elbows,
i want them to judge me
chances are
this is the last time i’ll see you;
face wiped away
like steam off a mirror
was never you
just me
alone,
this isn’t a goodbye
just a memory wipe
hardware error
when you speak
four o four
memory not found
had to start this way
fresh start
kind of
expatriation date is still the same
just a new shelf life
number one and nobody can fight that
just a hit away an you know it’s like that
everyone around me we beyond that
no one tell a lie no no not a rat
i’ll take it to go young g it’s a wrap,
day ones know i’ll be all the same
playin’ since day one and this is not a game
seen it once and it is fair game
when it all comes crashing down;
i’m the one to blame,
snow globes and twizzlers don’t feel the same
world still burst open,
hold me upside down i’m still floatin’
took a single hit and i’m just quotin’
she took a single hit she is just chokin’
hit the floor now we all broken
something new
with an old twist
breaking habits
is harder then pulling teeth
we walked away
again again & again
we find the same place
on time or another
we slow the train to jump off
only to chase it back down
i wonder
what we missed
while running on the outside
i want the whole world-
you can’t have it
you’re over reachin’
don’t bother tryin’-
i want it all-
stop sleepin’
always dreamin’
this life isn’t for you boy
give up dreamin’-
this world is mine,
all mine-
in for a bruisin’
crusin’ on empty streets boy just lose it
the streets are callin’
come back just lose it-
maybe their right;
but maybe
maybe not
i found you,
actually you found me
wounded on one knee
singing the hook of live free,
you make fun of my hair
i loved your passing trains
stories about your loved ones
i still do
i always will
here we are
still telling stories
