Smile Pretty

I know you want me to shut the fuck up
Cut me off and not have a opinion
I try to stop myself from being
My vocal self my very essence 
Grab some some tape and have some fun
Wrap it around my so called tongue 
That will give you some peace of mind
At least for a minute while you unwind
I’ll spare you my rants and my thoughts
How silly of me to think so much
Why speak up I only complain
Nothing I say has any weight
Smile pretty and behave like the rest
Look good be quiet and don’t protest
All is well as long as you 
Do as I say and don’t be brave
Clean do dishes and act like you’re fine
Ignore those voices that tell you otherwise 
You are the thing that I contain 
Into this box this square this frame
It’s all I know and what I expect 
A learning curve and I suggest
Get use to being treated this way
Feel lucky feel privileged And don’t walk away
I hold this over you I confess
But what can you do except, accept?
This is the way that things are done
Don’t make waves or trouble my dear 
Just go along with what you hear
If I keep you silent everybody wins 
And that is what keeps me, me 
and you with them
If I hold you down then I succeed 
Which benefits us all as you will see
What’s good for me is good for me
So sit and be good and of course smile pretty

Unwritten

I am not a book you wrote about yourself
You can not write me in or edit me out
You can not read through these lines 
Or paraphrase me with quotation marks
I’m not a word you struggle to find
Or your editor’s phone call about your deadline
I’m not a chapter that you cut short 
Or a embellished lie you write as a last resort
And that rewritten paragraph you can’t quite get right
Frustrates you and keeps you up at night 
I’m not a unfinished thought you fail to mention
Or a idea for a story that you question 
I am not a working title you keep changing
Or a failed storyline for the ending
I’m not word you can’t think of
Or adjectives that you make up
Not a exaggeration of a night you had 
Or a scattered memory from your past
All these things you wish I was
I don’t exist to complete yourself

You’re so Vain

This vacuous space between 
The words and commas that you speak 
Liquidate what’s left of me
Disingenuous insults hurled so
Perfectly aimed and cherry picked 
Precise and sharp and aptly wit
Like razor blades they cut a slice
Targeted malice but at what price?
To redeem this man his suffered worth
Or his self indulgent sense of birth
This big tall man of men
This giant, titan king of them
Bruised sore loser maniac 
Faulty wiring physopath
You think you fill up a room
With all your charm that you exhume
Mr. handsome know it all
Has all the answers can’t be wrong
Every hair precisely in place
Matches the cold stiff smile on your face
The premeditated answers that you give And mannequin like movements as you shift
The others start to cock their heads
And their disbelief begins to spread 
All of your false and fake pretenses 
Come crashing down around the fences 
The walls you built to hide the truth
Crumble down and can’t save you 
All this in vain as you creep out
The room you ruled now filled with doubt

Her Ripped Blue Jeans

You’re screaming at me through the kitchen door
I’m not quite as pretty as the one before
Her ripped blue jeans keep staring at me
In trouble again for the way I clean 

The neighbors complain every time we fight 
And I’m not quite sure if I ever was right
He won’t throw away her damn blue jeans 
Got the ghost of his ex in the house with me 

You beg every time for another chance 
Say you will change and be a better man 
Can’t count the times that I’ve forgiven
Your endless lies and promises broken

Finally lit a match to those jeans of hers
Cracked a smile as I watched them burn
The flames turned a pretty shade of red
Almost the color of my favorite lipstick

Gathered my things and heard you shout
Mean angry words that I tuned out 
Caught the first ride and waved goodbye
To those damn blue jeans and my old life

Karma Comedian

I use to laugh at ironic things
No punishment for the bad deeds
The Bible says that good 10 fold 
The universe returns to us in gold 
That fairytales and nursery rhymes 
Exist to scare and keep us in line
But on this day fate stepped in 
And karma it seems is a comedian 
A lesson weaved throughout every line
Carefully crafted as a warning sign
It was a day like any other 
As usual jumped in the shower 
Quickly washed and rinsed my hair
Noticed too late that it was NAIR!
Every luscious lock and strand
Fell out completely in my hand
What seems like a sick joke being played
Or demented parts a malicious prank
A plot unfolded my part the lead
The lines straight from a horror scene 
Like laws of nature or earths gravity 
The rules we bend to suit our need
Like a boomerang’s invisible path 
It seems to follow when it comes back 
Even the ocean and it’s changing tides
Needs the moon’s persuasive side
We are the keepers of what we seek
And what we sow we indeed will reap
The nightmare that we fear the most
Comes back to haunt us like a ghost
Like Peter Pan and Captain Hook
Just a good story in a children’s book
what if the earth gets bored of us
And decides that we are entertainment 
those characters we read as kids
Like Pinocchio or the 3 little pigs 
Sleeping beauty or the ogre Shrek 
You thought was funny as a sketch 
Brought to life would pose a threat 
Although to you this seems far fetched
The truth Ive written has not been stretched 
I hope you read this and know as fact
What you put out there will soon come back

Strong Morphine Please

Lost my faded red lighter
can't believe I might have lost her
Just shoot me now, I can't go on
she was always there for me
and my funny little tantrums
Oh God someone save me!
from the flood, the wreck the fire
from every god damn disaster
I think I'm sinking, burning alive
in my own personal hell
my own foolish desires
quick call the doctor
someone stole my only friend
which was indeed my faded red lighter
is this place getting smaller
because it's getting hard to breathe
make me forget
strong morphine please

Flames For Breakfast

I found a red door
I've never seen before
I followed until the dawn awoke
we all unlock to become then not
What a place dark and subtle
whispers chanting harsh and little
a small smile I sank into
within a space I thought I knew
I'm not all there, I must confess
Flames for Breakfast?
Everyday I rise with the rest
and smoke a unlit cigarette
out of the place I'll soon forget
I'll fly away, too soon to nest

Remove

The Healing Realm

Come on in to another
I'm not a saint, but I've gone no farther
don't delay the healing motion
no don't delay, we're losing patience
come on in from isolation
take everything in moderation
just another question to
the lost soul who stands beside you

Here take my hand, I'll lead you over
we're almost there, i'ts not much farther
we're going under beyond and over
don't look back it's now or never
the pain will soon release

Come and in and take a friend
to this place where madness ends
a perfect feeling will so set in
you'll rise above and fall again
look around we're so far gone
into this place ewe don't belong
such an easy way to be
nothing is what is seems

Can you believe this feelings mine
ignore the do not enter sign
way beyond the realm of time
is way we roam out on the line
ever closer to disaster
farther from the present danger
soon we'll be above their laughter
so much farther from being sober

Here take my hand, I'll lead you over
We're almost there, it's not much farther
we're going under beyond and over
don't look back, it's now or never
the pain will soon release