Poems

-Life is like a Sexually Transmited Disease, Only worse. ENJOY!

-I asked if you cared...you should of seen the horrific look on your face.

-I lie straight to the mirror, the one I've broken to match my face.

-I never had you, I only held on to you as long as I could. You were always your own person.

-Go figure, I wish on a star and it turns out to be a plane.

-The decision was a lot easier than is was hypothetical.

-What you thought was real in life somehow steered you wrong.

-I was my greatest moment. It was my time.

-My life is full of things that never happened.

-When two people love eachother there can be no hppy ending.

-How is one to know when one has had enough until one has had too much.

-It was sort of life an obscene ecstacy.

-You dunb ass...you still dont realize that I like you.

-There is a one in six chance that this is goodbye.

Toke toke pass, toke toke pass. While I'm at home and dry,your on tv looking high. We'll smoke the graffies, bug out on politics , with the pot you got, we'll do more bong hits. Ha, ha, Clinton is high, I say Clinton is high. Bill, dont make me get off my ass, cause I'm feeling the affects of the grass. Ha,ha,I say Clinton is high, whether it be with Hillary or Gore, I know for sure that your bongfastic! And you lie aboutit! Clinton needs to come clean bout' smokin the green. toke,toke,pass,I said toke toke pass. Clinton is high ha, ha I said Clinton is high.



Dont remember all of the original verses, have em written in a book. Will look up later and update from home.

As the rain falls,
I look at myself and think;
My life is a cemetary full of burried hopes,
Hopes that die one after the other,
Dreams that will never come true.
I know of no one that feels the way I do,
but one, that is my window friend
and yet, it is only a reflection of myself.


I was like 13 when I wrote that sh*t. Funny huh?

dude: the text book defanition... An ingrown ass hair.

Society,
a mockery of the minds ability
Politics,
a subject of none quality
Religion,
still at question
Sex, Drugs, Rock and Roll
only begins to explaine it all
The need to escape eye of five,
a freedom of voice will never justify
a lose of peace,
To live in this world you must
inevitably sign their lease.
Government,
in its own a beast.
Society,
such a tragedy.