Monday, November 29, 2010

this is my evening

i was not born for any purpose
I was not born to suffer or succeed
But out of another human
a woman named mom
Marcia from Ohio
Jewish blood, Eastern European ancestors
A white jewish boy with the name Michael Paul
With no purpose, was born

Getting to bed on time
Eating, bathing, pooping in the toilet
This was my purpose

But it's been a while since those days
I want total liberation, i've trapped myself, contained my heart
I want companionship, I feel isolated, i've buried myself alive

But most of all I want happiness to replace these feelings
I want to go back to childhood and retry
It really is about survival, it's more than a game

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