Sunday, April 04, 2010

Summer Sampling [Pt. 1]

Well, it makes your blood boil and your temples throb

And you can’t wish hard enough that it would be over soon

In the meantime you’re here going psycho propane cocaine crazy

And you feel like taking out everyone with a rusty spoon


You no longer want to hear that everyone is “so sorry”

Because honestly it doesn’t help or bring about a change

You feel like you’ve been uppercut by sheer reality

And your life could stand to be rearranged


A one-eighty is in order, but then there’s probably one coming soon

You don’t know what’s going on, but blame your honey blond hair

If life happened slowly then you’d have no reason to rue

But you’re stuck thinking that you’re the only one who cares


And everything looks perfect and nothing could get you down

But suddenly it looms and you wish it wasn’t all around

But don’t you worry because everyone has their ups and downs

And while you think you’re lost now, one day you’ll be found


You’re not one who believes it when you’re told, “It’ll be all right.”

You turn off your phone so that you can get away from everything

Your dizzying emotions can’t seem to let you stand up straight

And your world would be better, if their ignorance weren’t so frustrating


You soak up the sun and feel like you’re made of steel man, steel

Drifting off into the gray-green fog and oblivion you lose you

But you always come back and attempt to excuse the trivial

Take care of yourself because one day it’ll be only you taking care of you


Disjointed and frustrated you’d go to hell and back to make things work

You’re off to bed early to avoid life’s little disappointments

That boomerang will always come back, that’s how it works

Is this advice for you or for them, coming from your laments?


You carry around your small travel kit of personal emotions

And you keep a little distance to make it feel more special

But you know that you just want them, and you go through the motions

In the end you’re just the same, and you still want them to call


And everything looks perfect and nothing could get you down

But suddenly it looms and you wish it wasn’t all around

But don’t you worry because everyone has their ups and downs

And while you think you’re lost now, one day you’ll be found

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

yey cocaine! :) i want a rusty spoon!

Stretch said...

Most of this is paraphrasing someone else's words. I took bits and pieces and added a rhyme scheme to it....sadly they will probably never see it or realize it.

The Wandering said...

I like this one a lot. It's powerful.