Like Rocks In Riots

And you're like a '90s Jesus

And you revel in your psychosis, how dare you?

And you sample concepts like hors d'oeuvres

And you eat their questions for dessert

And is it just me or is it hot in here?

And you're like a '90s Kennedy

And you're really a million years old, you can't fool me

They'll throw opinions like rocks in riots

And they'll stumble around like hypocrites

Is it just me or is it dark in here?

You may never be or have a husband

You may never have or hold a child

You will learn to lose everything

We are temporary arrangements...

And you're like a '90s Noah

And they laughed at you as you packed all of your things

And they wonder why you're frustrated

And they wonder why you're so angry

And is it just me or are you fed up?

God bless you in your travels, in your conquests, and queries

Interesting..

 

Of Oceans Within

Question me, these words I give

Fragile reservation not unlike my own

I'll hold onto nothing

And let each moment eclipse the last

Give you that which needs not be given

That which never could be taken

The freedom to fly, the freedom to love

Make you nothing more than you are

Expect of you nothing at all

To live only and be true to yourself

All of these things you see

Reflections of... the Oceans Within

Sharing Time, creating moments

Nothing more, nothing less

Hope is a beautiful dream

Laughter, a smile, a tear

Take none for granted

Sweet child, you will always be free

If ever a kiss I can't give you

I'll blow in the wind

ⓒ 2000 Shawn Michael Quinn

Everybody cares

Everybody cares, everybody understands

Yes, everybody cares about you

Yeah, and whether or not you want them to

It's a chemical embrace that kicks you in the head

To a pure synthetic sympathy that infuriates you totally

And a quiet lie that makes you want to scream and shout

So here I lay dreaming, looking at the brilliant sun

Raining its guiding light upon everyone

For a moment's rest you can lean against the banister

After running upstairs again and again

From wherever they came to fix you in, but

Always fair city's finest follow right behind

You've got a pretty vision in your head

A pencil full of poison lead

And a sickened smile illegal in every town

So here I lay dreaming, looking at the brilliant sun

Raining its guiding light upon everyone

Here I lay dreaming, looking at the brilliant sun

Raining its guiding light upon everyone

You say you mean well

You don't know what you mean

Fucking oughta stay the hell away

From things you know nothing about

Within Or Without

There is no refuge

Nor escape from that which we create in our minds

The flowing after emotions are the nature of it

Pure and manifested that way

We plummet in haphazardly

And somehow expect not to sink

Somehow forgetting to swim

We drown in ourselves

Acting out the least of what we truly are

No expectations or delusions of the outcome

Blind of what is to come

Off balance and overcome

Left only gathering pieces of what remains

Longing for someone able to save us

When only we can save ourselves

And pull ourselves out from the hell of self pity

We forget what we truly are

We forget to be ourselves, to believe in ourselves

To not look to others for the things we need

And to not be affected by the outside influences

Within or without burning in my mind

This constant flame holding truth

Energy perceived... gifts able to remind

ⓒ 2000 Shawn Michael Quinn