This tiny life I live is nothing much
It's cramped into about a dozen streets
And proxy interest in other people's cool ideas
I'm such a poser that was the greatest fear when I was just a stupid kid
To be inauthentic; gods what a shill!
Who then knew anything about who they were to be?
But This life has been directly called out to me by a friend who sees it for what it is. Small and thin and of little importance and little interest to anyone not already in it.
Yet here I am, lovin' it, and letting her rip
Just tear-assign' around the corners and skipping stones and hittin licks. **** I don't know, it's working though.
I ain't afraid to trade a few years off the end for a bunch a kicks to live right here and now, fair trade, there and then. So it's not the long way, But it's the fun way, and the funny thing about the fun way out, is You can chose the fun way at any time, but it's awful hard to get off the ride once you punch the ticket and wait in line. Might as well see whats in store for me, it looked good back there no reason to believe anything else. Like, what are we doing here- Self-reflecting? You gotta be kidding me, that's not why we came this way. Now get back out there and see what there is to see.
6:31am 6/14/25