First lady, first lady
Can you come stand beside me.
I'd like to capture your elegance with a picture.
Dress in black and white.
Your smile the only light.
Strike a pose, say cheese hear a snap.
And it's all over.
Walk back towards the plane.
We watch in a haze.
Shattered thinking this visit is the last.
On the stairs you turn and wave.
The crowds spirits are raised.
What a pleasant end to the act.
I hope the rumours aren't true.
We found a discrepancy in your review.
Suppressed stories of rage.
Shouting contests with interns.
Slapping your drivers.
All from the lips of a spiteful aide.
I see you now as human.
A mistake or two is common.
Owning up is our only request.
Step back from the public.
They want you humiliated.
First lady, first lady
Sooner or later you'll have to answer to us.
WZ
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
Remember This? Oz record
It is from the early 60's and contains soundbites from the movie as well.
Sunday, December 25, 2016
Identity - Poem
Identity
I bare my soul.
And constantly rebuked.
Tend to stick my foot in my mouth.
Consistently eating shoes.
I've learned how to be me, by studying myself.
Kept an eye on my eye, and replaced I with you.
I am but one person.
I act like I'm two.
I have one name.
But more may do.
If I try I will fail.
The situation never matters.
It's all I know how to do.
So in certain circumstances.
I picture myself removed.
Allow life to keep going.
And I watch like a movie.
Roll with what comes at me.
With minimal kicking and screaming.
It isn't always easy.
To turn off your feelings.
Your nerves become shot.
You are blind to what you see.
It might seem cruel.
It might sound mean.
Emotions just get in the way.
Shut yourself off.
It's all you'll need.
WZ
I bare my soul.
And constantly rebuked.
Tend to stick my foot in my mouth.
Consistently eating shoes.
I've learned how to be me, by studying myself.
Kept an eye on my eye, and replaced I with you.
I am but one person.
I act like I'm two.
I have one name.
But more may do.
If I try I will fail.
The situation never matters.
It's all I know how to do.
So in certain circumstances.
I picture myself removed.
Allow life to keep going.
And I watch like a movie.
Roll with what comes at me.
With minimal kicking and screaming.
It isn't always easy.
To turn off your feelings.
Your nerves become shot.
You are blind to what you see.
It might seem cruel.
It might sound mean.
Emotions just get in the way.
Shut yourself off.
It's all you'll need.
WZ
Saturday, December 24, 2016
My favorite Christmas album record
Downtown T-town pictures
Friday, December 23, 2016
Remember This? Speaking In Tongues record
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Oh Austin(The City) - A poem
This is just something short about a city I've become fascinated with recently. A city I'd love to spend more time in.
Oh Austin
Down 35 12 hours away.
I can't here your voice from here.
I can only imagine the sound being great.
Oh Austin
I've noticed downtown starting to reach towards the sky.
Do the urban elite like watching it rise?
Are the bats still a sight?
Would I need a car, or could I make it with a bike?
I'd rather avoid the messy bridge on 35.
Oh Austin
Your jammed surface streets.
Parking lot highways.
Rising rent.
Yet you're still oh so tempting.
Oh Austin
Have you lost your charm?
From far away I can't tell.
Have you sold out to yuppies?
You must have other qualities to sell.
Are you the artist safe haven?
That you are made out to be.
A utopia in the middle of a dead sea.
Oh Austin
I'll find out for myself.
Leave a light on for me.
WZ
Oh Austin
Down 35 12 hours away.
I can't here your voice from here.
I can only imagine the sound being great.
Oh Austin
I've noticed downtown starting to reach towards the sky.
Do the urban elite like watching it rise?
Are the bats still a sight?
Would I need a car, or could I make it with a bike?
I'd rather avoid the messy bridge on 35.
Oh Austin
Your jammed surface streets.
Parking lot highways.
Rising rent.
Yet you're still oh so tempting.
Oh Austin
Have you lost your charm?
From far away I can't tell.
Have you sold out to yuppies?
You must have other qualities to sell.
Are you the artist safe haven?
That you are made out to be.
A utopia in the middle of a dead sea.
Oh Austin
I'll find out for myself.
Leave a light on for me.
WZ
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
Misunderstood - unfinished poem
We have no pride in ourselves.
When we're given the ball, we fumble.
We know it's our fault.
We don't blame the elders.
In their eyes, a chance isn't what we deserve.
And there are those that say...
Can you hear me now?
Make me proud.
Life throws us curves, like a highways twists and turns.
You can choose to slow down.
WZ
When we're given the ball, we fumble.
We know it's our fault.
We don't blame the elders.
In their eyes, a chance isn't what we deserve.
And there are those that say...
Can you hear me now?
Make me proud.
Life throws us curves, like a highways twists and turns.
You can choose to slow down.
WZ
Sunday, December 18, 2016
Friday, December 16, 2016
Remember This? Autobahn
Thursday, December 15, 2016
Finish Something - Poem
Because of my insecurities. I struggle to meet my own wants.
In the eyes of others, I'm like a lost child.
Running from one place to another.
In constant motion creating.
Rarely finishing.
Here I am.
In combat against myself.
Nothing has gotten better.
I'm too afraid of failure.
I know it's all that awaits.
Quitting is a crutch.
An excuse.
To stay in this pit.
Avoidable yes, but I always crash.
What drives me now?
Is everything beyond my control?
I feel stuck in the mud.
I need a good push and pull.
WZ
In the eyes of others, I'm like a lost child.
Running from one place to another.
In constant motion creating.
Rarely finishing.
Here I am.
In combat against myself.
Nothing has gotten better.
I'm too afraid of failure.
I know it's all that awaits.
Quitting is a crutch.
An excuse.
To stay in this pit.
Avoidable yes, but I always crash.
What drives me now?
Is everything beyond my control?
I feel stuck in the mud.
I need a good push and pull.
WZ
A fun little pop single from 1997 by Hanson.
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Where have all the cowboys gone? 7in 45rpm single
Beauty And Smile - Poem
I open my eyes awake, after a rest.
I don't see it.
Sit at the edge of my bed, stare at the white wall.
I still don't see it.
If I decide to eat breakfast, I do so alone and in silence.
It's not around me.
I'll turn on my computer and search, yet I can't find it.
So before I eat lead, I'll look for it outside.
Walking the streets has made it worse.
It appears there is none to be found.
As the temperature rose, so did my spirit.
But nothing else changed, altered, or finished.
I stop at the park and sit on a bench by the fountain.
Bury my face in my hands, sob like a madman.
About to give up and give in.
It's eluded me for the last time.
To catch would take a miracle, and I'm not of that type.
Suddenly I notice a bird whistle a tune.
Two, three, and four show up their voices a kind of soothe.
The clouds run away.
The sun is now shining through.
Could it be here, what I've been searching for, could it possibly be true?
My eyes follow the sound of a figure sitting down, beside me.
Greeted with a smile, just what I needed.
I finally found it.
You
WZ
I don't see it.
Sit at the edge of my bed, stare at the white wall.
I still don't see it.
If I decide to eat breakfast, I do so alone and in silence.
It's not around me.
I'll turn on my computer and search, yet I can't find it.
So before I eat lead, I'll look for it outside.
Walking the streets has made it worse.
It appears there is none to be found.
As the temperature rose, so did my spirit.
But nothing else changed, altered, or finished.
I stop at the park and sit on a bench by the fountain.
Bury my face in my hands, sob like a madman.
About to give up and give in.
It's eluded me for the last time.
To catch would take a miracle, and I'm not of that type.
Suddenly I notice a bird whistle a tune.
Two, three, and four show up their voices a kind of soothe.
The clouds run away.
The sun is now shining through.
Could it be here, what I've been searching for, could it possibly be true?
My eyes follow the sound of a figure sitting down, beside me.
Greeted with a smile, just what I needed.
I finally found it.
You
WZ
Monday, December 12, 2016
I Try 7in 45rpm single
Macy Gray - I Try(both a and b side)
Lullaby 45
Shawn Mullins - Lullaby/The Gulf Of Mexico 7in 45
A good little song from 1998. Good find I think.
Sunday, December 11, 2016
An awesome soundtrack to an awesome movie
I picked this up earlier this year after regretting not getting it some years back. It is the 2016 reissue and sounds great. I’m most definitely glad I was able to find it again!
Friday, December 9, 2016
Careful, Anger Repression - Poem
Never taken, nor defeated.
The touch is soft, mild, and weakened.
What's the matter?
Where are the tears?
Of resentment, after so many years.
It's still there.
Inside
Ticking like a timed mine.
Keep it all in, if you dare.
Think of it as liquid, handle with care.
WZ
The touch is soft, mild, and weakened.
What's the matter?
Where are the tears?
Of resentment, after so many years.
It's still there.
Inside
Ticking like a timed mine.
Keep it all in, if you dare.
Think of it as liquid, handle with care.
WZ
Sunday, December 4, 2016
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
'Belong' soundcloud with acoustic guitar and vocals
Belong Soundcloud
Lyrics:
How much force would it take?
To smash this guitar over my head.
What I see and what I hear.
I prefer to be unconscious.
There's nothing refusing to let us see.
Except our battle against complacency.
We could bring about the end, when we do more than pretend.
Shame our eyes who watch but never speak.
There are no unbiased news.
True internet stories are far and few.
The propaganda is strong from all sides.
No one wants to say "We're all a little right".
We all should admit we can be a little wrong.
But no matter the outcome, the winner or loser.
We should all feel we belong.
WZ
Lyrics:
How much force would it take?
To smash this guitar over my head.
What I see and what I hear.
I prefer to be unconscious.
There's nothing refusing to let us see.
Except our battle against complacency.
We could bring about the end, when we do more than pretend.
Shame our eyes who watch but never speak.
There are no unbiased news.
True internet stories are far and few.
The propaganda is strong from all sides.
No one wants to say "We're all a little right".
We all should admit we can be a little wrong.
But no matter the outcome, the winner or loser.
We should all feel we belong.
WZ
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
I'd Like To - Poem
I wanna sell my things. Travel to Honolulu.
En route I'll talk to no one. They don't need to know my plans.
Sure I'd be nervous for the five hours over the Pacific.
Try to be comfortable, and get some sleep.
If all else fails, stare out the window.
Count the clouds as if they were sheep.
The landing is what I anticipate the most.
See Diamond Head and Pearl Harbor off in the distance.
From here the city looks so inviting.
But if I know one thing, it's that looks can be deceiving.
The first place I would visit. A liquor store not far from the airport.
I need a fill up on rum. Several bottles I will buy.
Hand the money over with a little sigh.
Take a stroll down the avenue.
Look at all the Palms and shops.
Full of people who seem they couldn't be happier.
Smile at a few with envy in my mind.
Walk and walk until I find a secluded beach.
Flop down on the sand and watch the ocean waves.
Crack open a bottle and take a big gulp.
If all goes to plan.
There will be no more nights.
WZ
En route I'll talk to no one. They don't need to know my plans.
Sure I'd be nervous for the five hours over the Pacific.
Try to be comfortable, and get some sleep.
If all else fails, stare out the window.
Count the clouds as if they were sheep.
The landing is what I anticipate the most.
See Diamond Head and Pearl Harbor off in the distance.
From here the city looks so inviting.
But if I know one thing, it's that looks can be deceiving.
The first place I would visit. A liquor store not far from the airport.
I need a fill up on rum. Several bottles I will buy.
Hand the money over with a little sigh.
Take a stroll down the avenue.
Look at all the Palms and shops.
Full of people who seem they couldn't be happier.
Smile at a few with envy in my mind.
Walk and walk until I find a secluded beach.
Flop down on the sand and watch the ocean waves.
Crack open a bottle and take a big gulp.
If all goes to plan.
There will be no more nights.
WZ
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Friday, November 18, 2016
Better recording of "Alone" with vocals on Soundcloud
Alone Soundcloud
Lyrics:
Take me as I am. Show me my mistakes.
Let me try to learn. Make it out of last place.
Have no interests anymore. No ambitions and no pull.
Nobody to call me. Nobody to wait up for.
Chorus:
No one knows. What it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
Where will I go? When I've been betrayed.
On this blue planet, where I was supposedly made.
I'd like to fly away. Land on Mars.
The red planet couldn't possibly be worse than the hate I've felt in Earths arms.
Chorus:
No one knows, what it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
WZ
Lyrics:
Take me as I am. Show me my mistakes.
Let me try to learn. Make it out of last place.
Have no interests anymore. No ambitions and no pull.
Nobody to call me. Nobody to wait up for.
Chorus:
No one knows. What it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
Where will I go? When I've been betrayed.
On this blue planet, where I was supposedly made.
I'd like to fly away. Land on Mars.
The red planet couldn't possibly be worse than the hate I've felt in Earths arms.
Chorus:
No one knows, what it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
WZ
Monday, November 14, 2016
Belong - Poem
How much force would it take?
To smash this guitar over my head.
What I see and what I hear.
I prefer to be unconscious.
There's nothing refusing to let us see.
Except our battle against complacency.
We could bring about the end, when we do more than pretend.
Shame our eyes who watch but never speak.
There are no unbiased news.
True internet stories are far and few.
The propaganda is strong from all sides.
No one wants to say "We're all a little right".
We all should admit we can be a little wrong.
But no matter the outcome, the winner or loser.
We should all feel we belong.
WZ
To smash this guitar over my head.
What I see and what I hear.
I prefer to be unconscious.
There's nothing refusing to let us see.
Except our battle against complacency.
We could bring about the end, when we do more than pretend.
Shame our eyes who watch but never speak.
There are no unbiased news.
True internet stories are far and few.
The propaganda is strong from all sides.
No one wants to say "We're all a little right".
We all should admit we can be a little wrong.
But no matter the outcome, the winner or loser.
We should all feel we belong.
WZ
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Saturday, November 12, 2016
Sunday, November 6, 2016
Too Cold - Short Poem
It's too cold to be outside.
The temperature keeps falling.
And peering out the window, the birds have begun to hide.
I so badly want to grab my coat.
Take a walk Downtown.
I crave to see another person.
Another sign of life.
WZ
The temperature keeps falling.
And peering out the window, the birds have begun to hide.
I so badly want to grab my coat.
Take a walk Downtown.
I crave to see another person.
Another sign of life.
WZ
Wednesday, November 2, 2016
Sunday, October 30, 2016
Thursday, October 27, 2016
A light - Short Poem
A little sunshine in the room.
What harm can it do?
Let the light wash away.
The fear of a nights face.
A little light.
Is all that it takes for me,
To dispel these thoughts that grab and cripple me.
In the light.
Death doesn't feel so appealing.
With a little light.
Finally begin the healing.
WZ
What harm can it do?
Let the light wash away.
The fear of a nights face.
A little light.
Is all that it takes for me,
To dispel these thoughts that grab and cripple me.
In the light.
Death doesn't feel so appealing.
With a little light.
Finally begin the healing.
WZ
Monday, October 24, 2016
Thursday, October 20, 2016
Wednesday, October 19, 2016
Short stanza inspired by the Struma disaster(hope to add more)
10/18/16
Swim to the north. A little to the east.
Mind the torpedo. And the submarine.
Turn your head around. See the other Jews sink.
Struggling to stay afloat. Watch the drowning of the steel.
Do you remember how it felt still?
WZ
Swim to the north. A little to the east.
Mind the torpedo. And the submarine.
Turn your head around. See the other Jews sink.
Struggling to stay afloat. Watch the drowning of the steel.
Do you remember how it felt still?
WZ
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Sunday, October 16, 2016
Friday, October 14, 2016
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Saturday, October 8, 2016
Friday, October 7, 2016
Thursday, October 6, 2016
Wednesday, October 5, 2016
Monday, October 3, 2016
Alone
Take me as I am. Show me my mistakes.
Let me try to learn. Make it out of last place.
Have no interests anymore. No ambitions and no pull.
Nobody to call me. Nobody to wait up for.
Chorus:
No one knows. What it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
Where will I go? When I've been betrayed.
On this blue planet, where I was supposedly made.
I'd like to fly away. Land on Mars.
The red planet couldn't possibly be worse than the hate I've felt in Earths arms.
Chorus:
No one knows, what it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
WZ
Let me try to learn. Make it out of last place.
Have no interests anymore. No ambitions and no pull.
Nobody to call me. Nobody to wait up for.
Chorus:
No one knows. What it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
Where will I go? When I've been betrayed.
On this blue planet, where I was supposedly made.
I'd like to fly away. Land on Mars.
The red planet couldn't possibly be worse than the hate I've felt in Earths arms.
Chorus:
No one knows, what it's like to be this alone.
With my feet always on. I'm living in prone.
WZ
Sunday, October 2, 2016
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Thursday, September 29, 2016
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Thursday, September 1, 2016
A little verse
Without regret, I stroll towards the trees.
Past the lights, the sights, and smells that have protected me.
I crave a challenge. So I welcome the unknown.
Anything to get out of this house. Away from people I'd rather stone.
WZ
Past the lights, the sights, and smells that have protected me.
I crave a challenge. So I welcome the unknown.
Anything to get out of this house. Away from people I'd rather stone.
WZ
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Untitled
There's nothing refusing to let us see.
Except our battle against complacency.
We could bring about the end, when we do more than pretend.
Shame our eyes who watch but never speak.
WZ
Except our battle against complacency.
We could bring about the end, when we do more than pretend.
Shame our eyes who watch but never speak.
WZ
Friday, August 12, 2016
Lemons(Kind of a satirical love song)
Verse 1
You're always with your lemon stand.
I'm always with my crew.
Oh so many times I've passed.
Just to catch a glimpse of you.
Everyday is the same now.
I just don't know what to do.
Shave my head.
Buy new jeans.
Just to buy some of your fruit.
Chorus 3X
I don't know you, but I want to.
Verse 2
I'll grab your hand.
If you turn to run back.
Tell me all your hopes and dreams.
We'll find out where they live.
Beautiful I'm sure you've been told.
But I'll say it anyway.
Chorus 3X
I don't know you, but I want to.
Verse 3
You're always with your lemon stand.
I'm always with my crew.
Oh how many times I've passed.
To sneak a peek of you.
Everydays the same now.
I don't know what to do.
Shave my head.
Remove anxiousness.
Get a taste of your fruit.
WZ
You're always with your lemon stand.
I'm always with my crew.
Oh so many times I've passed.
Just to catch a glimpse of you.
Everyday is the same now.
I just don't know what to do.
Shave my head.
Buy new jeans.
Just to buy some of your fruit.
Chorus 3X
I don't know you, but I want to.
Verse 2
I'll grab your hand.
If you turn to run back.
Tell me all your hopes and dreams.
We'll find out where they live.
Beautiful I'm sure you've been told.
But I'll say it anyway.
Chorus 3X
I don't know you, but I want to.
Verse 3
You're always with your lemon stand.
I'm always with my crew.
Oh how many times I've passed.
To sneak a peek of you.
Everydays the same now.
I don't know what to do.
Shave my head.
Remove anxiousness.
Get a taste of your fruit.
WZ
Sunday, August 7, 2016
I Sold
I sold my soul, to the devil in gold.
These rhymes are now his, and that smile is making me sick.
I know what I've done, but the songs just needed sung.
I tried so long, to reach this point all on my own.
Chorus:
I've made a mistake.
I didn't know which route to take.
Stuck at these crossroads and could really use some help.
Too late, I've signed on the line, now I'm stuck in hell.
Give me more green, I'll try to change the scene.
Give you more words, go create your own verse.
This musics not mine, it's too hard to refine.
You've made it to appeal, but the emotions weren't real.
Chorus
I'll leave this phony business. Keep my music the way that it is.
Just hope that you'll forget about our little commitment.
WZ
These rhymes are now his, and that smile is making me sick.
I know what I've done, but the songs just needed sung.
I tried so long, to reach this point all on my own.
Chorus:
I've made a mistake.
I didn't know which route to take.
Stuck at these crossroads and could really use some help.
Too late, I've signed on the line, now I'm stuck in hell.
Give me more green, I'll try to change the scene.
Give you more words, go create your own verse.
This musics not mine, it's too hard to refine.
You've made it to appeal, but the emotions weren't real.
Chorus
I'll leave this phony business. Keep my music the way that it is.
Just hope that you'll forget about our little commitment.
WZ
Thursday, August 4, 2016
What?
What to do, oh what to do.
Does anyone know just what to do?
If only life came with a tape, and a manual too.
Maybe then would we know what to do.
WZ
Does anyone know just what to do?
If only life came with a tape, and a manual too.
Maybe then would we know what to do.
WZ
Old Lyrics I Call "The Struggle"
From the wind that blows.
The quiet of a light snow.
With the Suns piercing glows.
All the animals do know.
The pain that we swallow.
Like trees we're hollow.
As humans we follow.
Wherever water flows.
Before the sunset.
We try to do our best.
Generations never last.
We shouldn't love the past.
Have hope for the future.
And hope for the present.
Tomorrow's a new day.
But for some it isn't.
WZ
The quiet of a light snow.
With the Suns piercing glows.
All the animals do know.
The pain that we swallow.
Like trees we're hollow.
As humans we follow.
Wherever water flows.
Before the sunset.
We try to do our best.
Generations never last.
We shouldn't love the past.
Have hope for the future.
And hope for the present.
Tomorrow's a new day.
But for some it isn't.
WZ
Monday, August 1, 2016
The Rays
A big idea. With a little planning.
Our biggest concern should probably be the landing.
Built the ship, flew into space.
Dodged meteors and things on the Solar Highway.
I don't want to hurt aliens, because out here I am one.
I'll aim at the ground, or shoot the sun with my ray gun.
WZ
Our biggest concern should probably be the landing.
Built the ship, flew into space.
Dodged meteors and things on the Solar Highway.
I don't want to hurt aliens, because out here I am one.
I'll aim at the ground, or shoot the sun with my ray gun.
WZ
Jump Off 610
We could drive off a cliff. Just find the one you want.
But Houston's rather flat.
May have better luck jumping from a 610 stack.
Or we could leave. Bound for Corpus Christi.
The sun can burn the bad out of us.
While we pitch a tent at the beach.
WZ
But Houston's rather flat.
May have better luck jumping from a 610 stack.
Or we could leave. Bound for Corpus Christi.
The sun can burn the bad out of us.
While we pitch a tent at the beach.
WZ
Saturday, July 30, 2016
Friday, July 29, 2016
Fire
I'm told I'm playing with fire. On the heel of some desire.
And I would get burnt.
Everybody told me. What I didn't want to see, and refused to believe.
Didn't want to get hurt.
The time is getting closer. Time to make a decision.
What hurts is the future, it's never met expectations.
WZ
And I would get burnt.
Everybody told me. What I didn't want to see, and refused to believe.
Didn't want to get hurt.
The time is getting closer. Time to make a decision.
What hurts is the future, it's never met expectations.
WZ
Wednesday, July 27, 2016
Tuesday, July 26, 2016
Empty Shelf - Old and not very good from 2008
Verse 1
Empty days, full of despair.
Change is coming my way, for all who cares.
My wishful thoughts. Fill the empty shelves.
With each new thought. An old one fails.
Verse 2
The end hour.
Of each passing day.
A shelf dissolves.
A new one is made.
Out of all my dreams.
Only a few come true.
Most are forgotten.
The remnants simply clues.
Verse 3
A brand new day.
For us to defeat.
A mental track is made.
For us to complete.
Of each passing night.
I get weak in the bones.
I guess its called life.
It's time to grow old.
WZ
Empty days, full of despair.
Change is coming my way, for all who cares.
My wishful thoughts. Fill the empty shelves.
With each new thought. An old one fails.
Verse 2
The end hour.
Of each passing day.
A shelf dissolves.
A new one is made.
Out of all my dreams.
Only a few come true.
Most are forgotten.
The remnants simply clues.
Verse 3
A brand new day.
For us to defeat.
A mental track is made.
For us to complete.
Of each passing night.
I get weak in the bones.
I guess its called life.
It's time to grow old.
WZ
Sunday, July 24, 2016
42316
Verse 1
Take me as I am. Show me my mistakes.
Help me try to learn, and make it out of last place.
Have no interests anymore. No ambition no pull
Nobody to call me, nothing worth waiting up for.
Chorus
No one knows, what it's like to be this alone.
My feet always on.
I'm living in prone.
Verse 2
Where will I go. When I've been betrayed.
On this blue planet, where I was supposedly made.
I want to fly away, and land on Mars.
The red planet couldn't be any worse than the hate I've felt in Earths arms.
Chorus
WZ
Take me as I am. Show me my mistakes.
Help me try to learn, and make it out of last place.
Have no interests anymore. No ambition no pull
Nobody to call me, nothing worth waiting up for.
Chorus
No one knows, what it's like to be this alone.
My feet always on.
I'm living in prone.
Verse 2
Where will I go. When I've been betrayed.
On this blue planet, where I was supposedly made.
I want to fly away, and land on Mars.
The red planet couldn't be any worse than the hate I've felt in Earths arms.
Chorus
WZ
Wednesday, July 20, 2016
Saturday, July 9, 2016
I Enjoy Only 2 Months - Poem
VERSE 1
It's hot I know, but it's better than cold.
When the leaves fall and change, that's when my happiness wanes.
CHORUS 1
I'd live in July or even August, forever if only I could.
Cause when the vote begins. It's summer that's ahead in my book.
VERSE 2
September I think of airplanes, and I'm too scared to leave my house.
October's full of ghoulish games, I'm far too old for now.
Blow up November cause the only real winners are deceiving Washington crooks.
CHORUS 2
December's too lost for mentioning.
So I'll end this verse with one simple hook.
When the votes are tallied.
It's still summer that wins in my book.
VERSE 3
January's blizzards won't let me forget.
February's love is one big corporate gimmick.
To the end of March, when life kicks into action.
April's crosses have been destroyed by rabbits.
May was calm until 2011, when disaster struck a town better left forgotten.
CHORUS 3
Yeah winter can be unbearable.
But spring is usually tolerable.
Still when I stop to ponder.
It's summer that wins in my unwritten novel.
WZ
It's hot I know, but it's better than cold.
When the leaves fall and change, that's when my happiness wanes.
CHORUS 1
I'd live in July or even August, forever if only I could.
Cause when the vote begins. It's summer that's ahead in my book.
VERSE 2
September I think of airplanes, and I'm too scared to leave my house.
October's full of ghoulish games, I'm far too old for now.
Blow up November cause the only real winners are deceiving Washington crooks.
CHORUS 2
December's too lost for mentioning.
So I'll end this verse with one simple hook.
When the votes are tallied.
It's still summer that wins in my book.
VERSE 3
January's blizzards won't let me forget.
February's love is one big corporate gimmick.
To the end of March, when life kicks into action.
April's crosses have been destroyed by rabbits.
May was calm until 2011, when disaster struck a town better left forgotten.
CHORUS 3
Yeah winter can be unbearable.
But spring is usually tolerable.
Still when I stop to ponder.
It's summer that wins in my unwritten novel.
WZ
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Too Everything
Verse 1
I'm too ugly.
I'm too dumb.
So ignorant.
Not strong.
You were right.
I was wrong.
That is why, I'm now gone.
Verse 2
See the stars.
See their light.
They're too far.
And way too bright.
I can't reach.
That filthy sky.
But I can teach, about sore eyes.
Verse 3
I'm too ugly.
Too dumb.
So ignorant.
Not strong.
You were right.
I was wrong.
That is why, I'm now gone.
WZ
Where's My People?
VERSE 1
As the dawn, turns to dusk. The wind blows the dust, I promise to always be free.
For the friends that I have, mean nothing when I am sad. I only have trust in me.
So I challenge myself, to simply find someone else. A companion is all that I seek.
BRIDGE
I sit and I watch. All the people that I love, who walk around losing their soul.
I swear that my brain, won't let me join their game. I would just like to have some control.
VERSE 2
So I laugh and relax. Take a seat in the back. And hope for some magical fling.
A lover a beauty, someone gifted and suiting, a friend is all that I need.
WZ
As the dawn, turns to dusk. The wind blows the dust, I promise to always be free.
For the friends that I have, mean nothing when I am sad. I only have trust in me.
So I challenge myself, to simply find someone else. A companion is all that I seek.
BRIDGE
I sit and I watch. All the people that I love, who walk around losing their soul.
I swear that my brain, won't let me join their game. I would just like to have some control.
VERSE 2
So I laugh and relax. Take a seat in the back. And hope for some magical fling.
A lover a beauty, someone gifted and suiting, a friend is all that I need.
WZ
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