As would a rock plummet into my face.
Did i ask to be thrown at it,
or was i thrown to it.
Hard choice and decision make the most out of it.
Soft voice and silence are my extensions just,
to know I went through it all,
and yes I don’t question,
I know when I say,
I lived, survived and now I could be,
but i know I am not alone in my life that at least to say,
I accept my life as my own,
as my constant,
as my lesson.
So I may give this,
hopefully someone will take it and learn how to live and die,
each passing day.
Why would the pencil hated the pen,
When the pencil is unlimited in his ink while,
the pen needed plastic to hold her down.
Ahh the headache of it all.
Why must question suffer any
incessant bantering of any question that,
does and does not matter in which the filler paper do,
get at the butt end of it all.
The spoon lied dormant while fork kept porking the hand to feed the one who kept eating,
that gluttonous sand.
Are we not hungry for everything that we see,
are we not thirsty for everything we do,
are we not greedy for anything at all?
To define that which of you are in need;
You and I have,
a stage, and a role to play through the drama of it.
To define that when it has been accepted;
You and I will know,
when it is time, to fold that hand and just,
bluff, barter, deny and keep on the denial.
What does it take to accept the hand,
when the hand just simply asks you to trust it,
be willingly enough to accept that its enough to know,
we must trust acceptance at the value of it all.
Aah Naah, schwaa…
Go ahead tell me all of it,
I can take it,
I can make it.
Umm hmm mmm. . .
Here while you are done yapping,
a gum for you.
Although if your tooth does making you sweat inside, makes me wonder
if you were really makint tooth out of your perfect truth of the matter.
Swuuuie Zuuwie Chewie.
Uhhm sweet sweet caramel,
oh juice of my loins.
And when that stoopie of a Doc,
Noo, Nooo, Nooohh
Now i have to be sticking this on coz of you,
My sweet sweet glucose,
the love of my life,
the only one who saves me everytime,
the one who put me in this bittersweet misery.
Yay, yay yaahy.
These days go by
so very quickly,
it seems i need to run past by it.
Nyaaa aack, shimmie shimy mie
Then why be in a hurry when one can,
enjoy the view while she runs past me,
what a huge trip, while i fall in . . . .
Ooooucchies, my liver.
Are you th3 same like me,
you have a perfect body,
same agressive behavior as me,
can lift me without touching me.
You are me,
coz we were born with same exact image from Him,
difference is our genitals, yours is more enticing, mine well it portrudes.
Then why am i in regression, when you can act like me.
Yes you are no man, Woman.
Come to me,
I’ll come to you.
I will give you my hand,
will you trust me enough,
to accept me,
for what and who I am.
Take me as i would you,
Take me to floor,
who leads who,
Who wants to,
be as close, just to know and ask “is that a colgate smile?”
So move in and lets dance the love and be in love all the way.
Shift to the left,
Stray to the right,
continue on the path.
I know its been so long to be on the road to. . .
where the hell is that marker.
Aah my gps.
Damn cheap machines, now if i just follow that north star,
Dangnabit its daytime and i cant find no Mcdonalds in sight.
hmm… where am i going anyway.
Guess im gonna ramble on, and love every minute on this road.