I stare to my hands that do my ***** work
They type out the words from my mind where they lurk
They write my ****** homework that I’m forced to do
So much that I’ll never be able to see any one of you.

Them hands that write out my thoughts or wishes
And clutch a fork or knife as I eat years of dishes
And they’ll maybe be the same that come with me to my dreams
Of being a free rock star where reality hangs at the seams

Oh, but even as these letters form
I sit here quietly in my cozy blue dorm
That I knew all my life and that I’ll inevitably depart
While I clutch a cold hand to a still beating heart

I hope to use my hands for good
And someday for love if I ever could
So let my hands reach out to your own
And finally they won’t have to stay all alone.

When I pick you up (my bassy bassy bass)
I feel my thoughts pour into your neck
And by the time I've finished laying you in my lap
You and I have become so synonymous.

If I'm feeling a little glad, the notes come with ease
As my thumb lets loose and does whatever to please
If I'm feeling a little sad, the notes quiet down
And try to uplift my darkened deep frown

I never once stopped feeling dry as a bone
And I never once stopped to respond on my phone
Cause you give me what I want so good and well
A world without you would undeniably be hell

A guitar is quite nice with its bright merry ring
And it sure is easier to hum along and sing
But the low fat sound of the bass is a thrill
And I never quite have enough of a satisfying fill.

Head south on W Doubt Drive
0.2 mi

Turn right onto N Confused Court
0.8 mi

Slight left to stay on N Frustrated Fairway
1.0 mi

Turn right onto W ******* Rd
0.2 mi

Turn left onto N Hell Hwy
0.5 mi

Turn right onto W Anger Ave
0.2 mi

Turn left onto N Pain Place
1.6 mi

Turn right onto W Suffering St
0.2 mi

Turn left onto N Regret Road
1.1 mi

Turn right onto W Depression Drive
0.2 mi

Turn left onto N 68th St

N 68th St turns slightly left and becomes S Agony Ave
0.4 mi

Continue onto E Therapy Terrace

Slight right to stay on Self Forgiveness Blvd
0.4 mi

Turn right onto E Understanding Way
2.2 mi

Turn left onto Acceptance Alley
0.5 mi

Continue onto Lovers Lane
0.3 mi

Lovers Lane turns slightly right and becomes Peace Place
99,000,000 mi

You have arrived at your destination.

either i am very bad
at being human
or i am far
far
too good at it.

What I've Learned:

Go be what you want to be.
Octopuses live in gardens.
***** aren’t meant to be that big, anyway.

I love who I am.
**** after school.

***-wiping is important.

Consistency is for the norm.
Octagons will serve me no purpose in life.
****** isn’t a good word to say in public.
**** isn’t, either.
Except for *****.
Parents aren’t there to hear it, of course.
Things happen for a reason.

Batteries lose their power after a while.
Your wallet will not always be full.

Wearing clothes is good.
Hiking naked is good, too.
Indoors, of course.
Curtains closed, as well.
House is also empty.

Weird people get things done.
Excellently, I might add.

Music is the ultimate healer.
Eating is good, too.
After going to sleep, dream good dreams.
Silence is a gift, but so is sound.
Uranium never benefitted me.
Radioactivity is a force to be reckoned with.
Elements are of the past.

Oil is running out.
Uniqueness is a treasure.
Rock n’ roll will never die.

*** isn’t an alternative to joy.
Acoustic guitars sound nice.
Intelligence only goes so far.
Nukes are a symbol of everything I want to rid myself of.

My notebook is scrawled with the words
That come out to play when they've heard
I've been feeling a tad tired, or a tad too mad
But in the end, their laughter makes me so glad!

There's a voice that chatters on with plan
And another that keeps me on the straight and narrow
I can feel them straight through the green bone marrow
It's time to find out just where they all stand!

One whispers with wisdom of good common sense
Another would like to shoot Mr. Mike Pence
My little good friends that play on the swing
They yell out from throats that make my head ring!

I love you so much
Is it wrong that we want to smother you with our touch?
But my fists pummel with a passion so great
And in the end, everybody gets my hate!