I'm a schizophrenic poem swimming laps in a ballpoint pen

I'm just a little shy of knowing the differences between me and them

I wake in the light of another gray sky sunrise

One more faded shade of tragedy to transcend



I'm calculating the distance between bed and bath

The benefits of good oral hygiene and the uselessness of math

I'm a willing heiress to my own demise

I trespass on bits of sorrow lashed end to end



I want to feel like there is more to this

Than a pocketful of days strung up

Like cheap tinsel on a dying tree

cheap tinsel on a dying tree



God skipped town with a suitcase full of deodorant spray and chewing gum

So it's hard to have faith in anything even the saviors on the run

Ever since that day we looked into the sky

Heard buy canned cream corn, plastic wrap, bottled water and bb guns



I want to feel like there is more to this

Than a pocketful of days strung up

Like cheap tinsel on a dying tree

cheap tinsel on a dying tree



We're all Republicans in training or so it seems

Another generation of muscle for the American machine

But remember what Mary Jones said about changin' the scene

Your voice is more powerful than CNN and ABC

open your mouths and scream

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