I spent so long beneath the dim street lighting,
 that I strained my eyes and lost the finesse of my fine handwriting.

I spent too long walking across bridges failing to appreciate the sweating river’s flow escaping.
So one day somebody asks you how you feel and instead of telling the truth, 
You reel off a list of things you think they want to hear because it's easier that way.
And so they treat you like this completely different person because all they know about you in misinformation,
And you gradually detach yourself from all your actions thinking...

OH I DON'T KNOW WHY I DON'T MEAN WHAT I SAY,
I DON'T KNOW WHY I DON'T FEEL WHAT I SAY,
YOU'VE BEEN LYING ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS FOR SO LONG,
YOU'VE FORGOTTEN WHO YOU ARE


I'm becoming less defined as days go by,
Fading away,
And well you might say I'm losing focus,
Kind of drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself.

...Sometimes I think I can see right through myself.

Less concerned about fitting into the world,
Your world that is,
Because it doesn't really matter.
None of this really matters anymore.

Yes I am alone but then again I always was,
As far back as I can tell,
I think maybe it's because,
Because you were never really real to begin with,
I just made you up to hurt myself
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0U_i63_1Qk&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Hi, I'm the guy you don't love just yet but I write poems with my tongue on your neck
"Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won't. We're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off."
From
the
cradle
to
the
grave,
it
has
been
a
walk
of
shame
“But I didn't understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.” 
― Haruki Murakami
You only see what they want you to see
hear what they want you to hear



Honestly, why the hell are you standing there,
and what the fuck are you waiting for?
Your expectant smile is starting to get on my nerves.
So tell me now, if you're so fucking rationalist,
so ruthlessly atheist, why the fuck are you a positivist? It doesn't work.
Because honestly, if you ignore the terminology,
mainstream political philosophy grew out of Christian teleology.
Despite the claims on the packaging, all the liberals and the communists, all the people making promises, are pigs to a man and their premises are all the same.
Everything is getting worse,
which hardly comes as a surprise,
no one guaranteed anything else,
so dry your eyes and pull yourself together,
because things will keep on getting worse.
The guys in white will never win,
and I doubt we'll ever heal the world.
But we can begin by learning how to deal with
the conflicts that arise between us, instead of pretending they'll go away.
It's better to light a candle than to fantasize about a sun.



Avant guardian angel on the wrong page of the map. 
Avant guardian angel I am heartache, let me pass.

I don't hate you boy I just want to save you while there's still something left to save

Why must it come to this?
You disown me with a kiss
Another number on your list
Yes that's me.
But oh girl what have I done?
Another fool blind by the sun
Oh which way should I run aimlessly?


ROTATOR - ROTATOR
DESPITE WHAT YOU THINK, I CAN OFFER YOU NOTHING.
I'M SEASICK AND STRUNG OUT AND TIRED OF ADJUSTING.