Chewing On Glass…

There comes a point where nothing means anything
Sooner for some and maybe never for others
It’s all kind of pointless if you think too long
Money, Sex, Power… they all run out
The obsession is an oppressive waste of time
There ain’t no salvation out here on your knees
In your head or behind the screen burning your eyes
It’s all pretty fucking meaningless with enough time
War, Pain, Destruction… gifts that keep on giving
The obsession is an oppression of wasted time
There isn’t a solution that can be found in nature
If there was we’d have figured it out by now
Even as we looked away and left the bodies burning
It’s all kind of pointless if you bother to think at all

Stop trying to impress any one because you won’t…
They are too busy trying to impress you…

Too old to change a thing
Too young to feel this way
Not much else left to say
Sitting between two worlds of thought
I’ll tear you apart from limb to limb
Just to see you get back up again
This world wasn’t built for two
Stop being me and I’ll quit being you
What an insane turn of thought
To think that any one would listen
When there’s still so much left to steal
Strip it to the bone and tell me how
No one has found a solution yet

You shouldn’t be willing to die for things you can’t change…

Was life ever really that simple?
Giving into the sin in our heads
For the pleas resting in my hands
I could die a thousand deaths and
Still not learn a thing from what I’ve said
There really isn’t much reason to stick around
Doing the same old stupid shit as the day before
Acting like this isn’t the solution almost seems
Pretty useless outside of this piece of paper
Was life ever really that simple?
If it was I’d have never known
Too busy wondering what it is I’ve even said
To understand anything that is happening
I could die a thousand deaths and
Still not have seen all the things I’ve dreamed
There really isn’t much of a reason to giving in
Doing nothing about it same as the day before
Acting like there’s no solution almost seems
Pretty stupid outside of this thick skull of mine
Was life ever really that simple?
That I could keep dying and never learn to live
How would I ever know if I only keep moving on?

Let’s get this over with… sometimes things just work out with very little effort… That last one is about my personal need to keep pushing forward… I’m not good at enjoying the moment for what it is… whatever it is… I am great however… at reflecting on how shitty I felt about any given moment… I’m real fucking great at that… Some might call it a talent… feels more like a burden I’m learning to live with…

Let’s get this over with… war is pretty fucking stupid… but I get it to a certain point… When there’s no other solution left to be found… We create monsters out of those with simple ideas… and heroes out of the more complex notion that we have a clue about anything… Easier it seems to kill than waste any time coming up with a solution… Greed will always be the folly of man… Not the devil or any other sin..

Don’t know about the rest of you but I’m over these big dick swing solutions… I’m ready to put some vaginas into these supposed seats of power and give that a whirl… Controversial I know… coming from someone who lives where they happen to live… Where women aren’t even allowed to make decisions about their own well being… But I’ve never been one to go with the flow of conventional thought…

Let’s get it over with… I’ve always been a radical of common sense… More like a rascal… but one sounds better than the other… I heard a rumor the other day… really more like a theory… that if you throw enough shit against a wall… something is bound to work… Proud to say I’m full of plenty of shit… and it can all be yours for the low low price of a dollar a toss…

No?… Well… let me know… when we’re ready to give my ideas a chance…

Hope all is well…

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