selling: one used god complex, in good condition, local pick-up only

can i upgrade my personality?

at my very core i am not gold

just copper

some higher power made me from the leftovers of the carbon copies walking this earth

i am full of flaws;

i wax and wane over everything and everyone i hold dear,

i hate you and love you in the same breath,

im not expecting of a saccharine future,

i have to hit up sinatra to get to sleep, and

sometimes i fear that i have long passed the point of no return.

maybe if you polish my flaws i could be worth something to someone

forget all that i have written above. forget me.

red pill or the blue pill?

you said "tell it to the marines"

(dont you think i already did?)

you said "you arent worth my time"

(dont you think i already know?)

kick my feet out from under me

the way you look into my eyes...

you arent reading me like a book

you are just looking at your own reflection

its never love, its just a trick of the light

living on a boxers belief that im worth my flyweight in gold

(punching above my weight always)

forever a stupid fuck with no hope

(this is a shot across the bows)

cut and run while you have a chance

"some days i may express myself in curious ways"

i miss the snow days
now im living inside dog days
sleeping three hours a night
im running low on juice
cravings for a mental break

speeding past the point of no return with my middle fingers in the air
lost my mind a while back
im locked in 'safe mode' (i swallowed the key)
will you join me?
push you against the walls of my head
catch us in the moment. frame us like work of art.
sweat out all the love in my body out of my pores
forked tongues on skin
just begging to dive in

---but---
you told me you were in love with the idea of love (not me)
and i told you to stop smoking

because only i kept the cancer at bay