Drivel

Once in a world
Where time and space spin endlessly on strings
And the problems all come together like a swirling evil mass
A woman is created out of hardship and woe,
A car crash a year ago.
How long can one ail?
Pretty long I suppose and its problems on me bail.
Who's wrong if right's a joke
The people in power could on power, choke.
Parents are a dictatorship,
Stronger than any
A monarchy, a totalitarian style ass of themselves
Don't I wish I could vote?
Don't I wish there was a peoples choice award?
Well, that's called divorce
But that was their decision not mine.
A baby takes a lot of work but not that much,
Especially when you aren't working but rather just giving
She asks
They comply
They don't comply
She tells
She rules because it is her child,
Nothing else matters.
I'm not her kid.
My dad loves me
To a degree
And to please him she acts submissively.
A cynic in her ways
Nothing ever changes
I'm just a kid and so is she
Although my sister does gain respect from at least the baby.
I don't care perhaps I'll go
Legal restrictions are all that tie me to this household
But I don't care
Even my sentences are run-ons
My mind's just drivelling now and hate ensues it,
Makes it stupid
Makes me high
But not feel right
I've lost all warm things inside
I feel cold in this household and not just because it's cold.
She hates me, they both do
And I hate all three of them
I could seek sanctuary with my mom
But not until
I'm sure they hate me as much as I do them
The girls on this side are corrupt
Reigning like queens
We're susceptible to everything
She says she's sick and everything hurts
Well I'm dead and whatever she's got hurts me worse.
I'm sure now
Who cares
Who would
I'll just disappear
Like I should,
Like I should.

Innuendo

Her curves were natural
and fit to kill.
Her lips were mine, lateral
and night grew hotter still!

Summer time when the air is hot
I layed next to her.
Then she touched my every spot,
there I did inter,

my concience saying no.
All I went was on
say it isn't so,
when I wake up, she'll be gone

restored law and order.
she had sheded my clothing hide
I was under torture
but came out, the other side.

Hit Hard

Tell me of the path I must walk
tell me of the kind of man I would be to walk it.
The right man for everyone
becomes everyone's fool to change.
I am the lone for my personality is my doom.
It changes never,
and this is all that filled my mothers womb.
In birth I was filled with myself
but downcast I am for years of being told I was in the wrong.
Raised by quakers I must now join animosity
but nature shows if I did I'd join hypocrisy.
Born in peace I am what I am
and altruism has been my set plan.
Nobody flocks
nobody cares
my soul with my kind now sits in despair.
My families are gone
those left
are chained by blood
no friends that live near
besides they who deem me crud.
one family do I belong
but at times I feel I do not
as stupid as I am
good friends leave me for other squat.
I am left with those who don't care
who I must live with and deal with
but I know they're unhappy I'm there.
After my life is lived and I die under god,
my funeral will leave me few or no people
who for me will plod.
I fear my soul is dead
and for my companions they tred
to the land where they were wanted
and there they said,
"do unto others
as you would have them do unto you"
and at these words my lazy body will leave them
truly dead.

Heaven's Gate

Rachel my dearest
angel in the sky
are you sad?
tell me why?

Your face in pain
is a backwards gain
to empires and to kings.

For this, the face
of the gorgeaous human race
or all that matters
in this time space
and when she cries
happieness dies
and people are in morning.

But when you are happy
no need to be sappy
and all that is good
is doubled back to back
and all that depresses
is in the sack.

I ask my Rachel for what can I do
and what you say
I will do the work of two
for if you are happy
I will be too.

The French

Swarms of lovers, not fighters,
all live in France.
“No trouble you will have with them,”
the Axis did remark.
“Their walls are strong, their force is many,”
the German Generals did say.
“Retreat if you must,
if they resist,
but no trouble will bother you with the French.”
“Their walls will fall
as brittle as sticks
and an empire will die.”
“They won’t last
because their terrible past,
will make them fall
to the Axis.”

Once is a man

Once is a man
Who never speaks
But comes to speak again!

One,
Who walks upright;
Feels emotion,
And most importantly thinks!

He is unique among the animals
And is made to conquer all!

Some do
violently
and kill nations in their glory!
Man vs. man
Is all the more
for in this world
it is the core.

He can give a stare
Full of emotion
and full of perfection too!
No others can compare

He is human
Born of clay!
Unlike any other!
He rules the earth
Ruthlessly
Apart from all others!