In and out of intentions

Every women I've ever wanted to love me has labeled me to much

The jobs I've hoped for have been called fruitless, unrealistic, and unobtainable

This little boy leaks from his eyes a million mistaken decisions

The safe route has swallowed him completely

& Spit him into a world where freedom & responsibility sodomize the better 1/2 of a dying breed

Ice in the middle of July & we aren't in the arctic

Locked up somewhere tight inside

are the tools to make this alright

Mom & Dad

Couldn't you just have faked husband & wife

Were you two ever really friends

is it any surprise I'm always torn

Always moving around just in time to fuck it up again & again

excuse me my friends

I know somewhere you'd of hoped I'd of figured it out by now

I stand a top rooftops & sing loud to clouds

Lose myself amongst the heard

swimming to & through a crowd

This beaming blue eyed boy never wanted anything but to be loved on his own terms

by someone smart enough to make him swallow his own words

Gotten groveling gone an overcooked goose

obtuse

I'm running out of room & selling everything I have

hearing its all part of a greater plan

This is where blunt honest gets you

This is what walking blindfolded through a mine field feels like

I wake up six years old in a cold sweat with this haunting feeling of I'm not even there yet

Lucid dreaming for lepers

Please hold the feta cheese, onions, sushi & all forms of peppers

My digestive track can't take the relapse

Caught with no real purpose

Something like a police officer forced to write loitering tickets

I'm everything nothing hoped one night might be

Two years in the making

730 days

I'd write down the seconds the minutes but the time ticks to fast for me to keep up with

Another break down

Climb back to be king of the hill

Not long till I'm dethroned & start this trek all over again

I'm a pasty perfect specimen

Of what happens when ya don't learn the lessons

To the young men setting out to grab life by the horns

Love, let go & learn to love some more

If that doesn't work dabble in porn

To the young ladies getting ready to further the next generation

Choose wisely

I've seen it, I've lived it with moves to come

I still eat most things ketchup only

I'm still struggling with being lonely

I still feel the need to prove you don't & won't ever know me

Love my grandma, the looks I get when I dance

& the fact that tomorrows a new chance...

...to do what depends on YOU!