Still Peoplin

*ahem*

If you've been kicked in or abused
or mistreated or misused
you are told there is nowhere to go but up for you.
If you've been hurt or you've been betrayed
or you've been fucked or you've been displaced!
You are told it's probably your fault, anyway.

But when your Hustler subscritions
and your Xanax prescriptions
make you feel lonelier instead!
You don't wanna be told about all those starving children.
You don't wanna be told it's all in your head!
'Cause if it's all in your heeeeead...
that's terrible.

I saw a junkie lying in a puiddle of his own blood last week.
I saw a cyclist get hit by a car.
I saw a homeless guy chug a bottle of mouthwash on Christmas Eve!
No you can never fall too far.
You can buy a salad glove.
You can buy an iPod, and you can
sell that shit to Bookman's when your wife dies and you lose your job!
You can hope it gets better.
You can follow your dreams.
But Hope is for presidents, and dreams are for people who are sleepiiiing.

My friend AARON says it best "we're all two or three bad decisions away
from becoming the ones that we fear and pity."
And Tony says "It's important to bare some witness when you can."
and that's not hard to do in the city that I live in!
You don't have it any better.
You don't have it any worse.
You're an irreplacable
human soul
with your own understanding of what it means to suffer!
And that's a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge...

BUMMER!!



aaaaaaaand im done.