Nobody cares bout your heart ache
start making money
Walkin round town folks
looking at me funny ;
No practical skills
not a lawyer or a genius but..
I can tell you how it feels
in multitudes of ways
To not wanna be real
to want to fade away ;
I can show you how
my inner being drowned
From being in this town
from staying on the ground ;
Everyones an alpha dog
always looking down ;
Never eat the scraps
just leave them on the ground ;
I often danced to sounds
like no one was around
To noise they couldn't hear
till no one was around..

Life must go on,
and strives to do so.
Tho mine shall end,
I did my part in prevailing it;
In this I am content

There's a certain
Spontaneity
In the art of a kiss
One has to be witty
Smooth
And thoughtful
About the sacred act
One has to envelop themselves in the moment
Completely
Breathe in the silence
See the glow in her eyes
Lean in
Ever so slowly
Slowly now,
Easy...
One can't be too rapid
Or quick
She might fret
And run off
Easy now...
Gently...
With a palm on her cheek

Ah
There you go

You've kissed her
With precision and art
Yet with a mark of Spontaneity
That only she sees
In your vicious art.

I'm off to save the world.
The only cure for someone
who don't know how to save herself.
Can the world thrive on saviours
Who are driven by demons?
I know nothing of self preservation
but my arms hold so much determination
that there should not be any question
about the outcome.
I'm off to save the world.
And I don't shed one drop of fear
about the price of salvation