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I am constantly thinking at the pace of lightspeed, This leads me to thought overflow, Flash floods of assumptions, I can read people But not deep enough to carry all my jumps to conclusions, I am a part-time optimist, With one eye on the negative, Years with dissapointment have taught me, That that guy is like Kramer, Always barging in, I am hilarious, Especially at the worst times, I don't know yet, But something tells me I'll laugh at my own funeral.

8.11.09 1:40 am The rain came back today, I greeted her like a lover long gone, Smiling into the sky arms wide, A lot of people don't get it, But you grow up here and its like caffiene addiction, Naked bicyclists, Or smiles from strangers, It's just something that happens, From the eastside mansions to the south end houses falling apart, Anyone who gets it smiles when they smell the rain, The pitter-patter on my window is a lullaby that will always bring me the calm to sleep, She is back and I have missed her, Rain is that love you only miss when she is gone, When she returns you breathe her in, and smile, Because she will never leave you, Play games, Shes always the same, And loves you, Just the Rain.

Fuckup, He calls me fuckup, How can he call me a fuckup? Is this another one of his ways to make himself feel better about being a fuckup? How can he call me a fuckup? Drinking himself into a rut, Smoking himself into stupidity, He didn’t even graduate from high school, I did, How can he call me a fuckup? Where the fuck does he get off tearing his own fucking son down like that? Do you remember the day you realized your father wasn’t infallible? I don’t know the day but I can tell you I was 8 years old, By the time I was 10, I was disappointed and realized he would never change, By 12 I felt more like his father, At 16 I’m so fed up with it I dump the messy coffee table at his feet in an argument Because it’s like yelling at a fire alarm, It can’t hear you, and it doesn’t care what you think, How can he call me a fuckup? He shrugs it off days later, like it was a joke, and after my mom called and told him to Never talk to me that way again, he hung up on he...

Father By Keynan Bailey Father, It’s a word for most that is good, Implies caring, thoughtful, and influential people, However I hear it and I hear a joke, My father is a joke to me, The guy from Fight Club says, “Our fathers are our models for god,” Well if that’s true then god hasn’t done a damn thing since creating man, Does god get drunk nightly? Does god smoke? And I don’t mean tobacco, Does god think that feeding humanity, playing video games with humanity, and buying humanity presents is all he has to do? My father never gave me any useful advice, My father was never a role model, Drunk and stoned nightly, he rambles on about the times he does remember, That’s a total of 20 stories I’ve heard at least 20 times a year, Now don’t get me wrong he could be worse, But he’s still no goddamn father to me, It always feels like I’m the one keeping him out of trouble, I’ll never forgive him for my fifth birthday, Just because he was the news person at The End and Kur...

Lightning strikes, I turn pages frantically to find you, The first blank page, I love you, I love that being here feels like escape, I write to get away from it all but the funny thing is all I write about is what I'm running from, I hate my job. I finally know what its like to be stuck, Because collectors hold their hands out for my dues on old mistakes that I have to pay for, I make sandwiches for assholes who are too lazy, too ungrateful, and too wrapped up in themselves to make their own sandwich, I provide a service with your sandwich, it's called silent obedience, I smile and fulfill your requests while you look down on me, while some of you voice your "superiority" with insults or rude tones, Fuck you, Fuck this job, and allow me to masturbate all over your sandwich to get back at you, with a smile on my face, I say "have a nice night," Which translates to "Fuck you for justifying this 3-11pm shift with your snide comments and reque...

Lightning strikes, I turn pages frantically to find you, The first blank page, I love you, I love that being here feels like escape, I write to get away from it all but the funny thing is all I write about is what I'm running from, I hate my job. I finally know what its like to be stuck, Because collectors hold their hands out for my dues on old mistakes that I have to pay for, I make sandwiches for assholes who are too lazy, too ungrateful, and too wrapped up in themselves to make their own sandwich, I provide a service with your sandwich, it's called silent obedience, I smile and fulfill your requests while you look down on me, while some of you voice your "superiority" with insults or rude tones, Fuck you, Fuck this job, and allow me to masturbate all over your sandwich to get back at you, with a smile on my face, I say "have a nice night," Which translates to "Fuck you for justifying this 3-11pm shift with your snide comments and reque...

Untitled 4/06/09 She was the kind of girl that took life at face value, taking high school, college and the future as everyone told her to, She was the kind of girl who grew up knowing she would get three houses when her family was gone, As if somehow those three homes could replace the smiles, love and laughter of the people that once lived in them, She was the kind of girl who taught me something I now value very much, I have never been one of those people, and thankfully never will be, I grew up in a household where the only things inherited are the ability to love and cherish each other, Keep going no matter what happens to you, and above all else do what you love no matter what the cost, These are the answers to everything I know, I am not one of those people who takes all of that shit at face value, I was raised to think for myself and to constantly ask my favorite three letter word, Why? Why should I go to college? Why should I finish high school with straight...

Untitled 4/06/09 She was the kind of girl that took life at face value, taking high school, college and the future as everyone told her to, She was the kind of girl who grew up knowing she would get three houses when her family was gone, As if somehow those three homes could replace the smiles, love and laughter of the people that once lived in them, She was the kind of girl who taught me something I now value very much, I have never been one of those people, and thankfully never will be, I grew up in a household where the only things inherited are the ability to love and cherish each other, Keep going no matter what happens to you, and above all else do what you love no matter what the cost, These are the answers to everything I know, I am not one of those people who takes all of that shit at face value, I was raised to think for myself and to constantly ask my favorite three letter word, Why? Why should I go to college? Why should I finish high school with straight...

High School High school is, Tough, You work hard only to come back another year for some more BS, You work SO hard, or youre like me and you dont and struggle in the end, But no matter what, its tough, grueling, even painful at times, Hard to keep up with homework, and friends, and clubs, and jobs, And its all so much you want to rip your hair out, And just when you decide its okay and you can deal with it, You have to go somewhere else, Here is the sum of high school, 4 years, or sometimes less or maybe more, but usually 4, 20,000 homework assignments, all of which seem stupid, 400 stupid dramatic social disasters that no one will care about in 5 years, 6 girlfriends or boyfriends, some cheating, some wishy-washy, And one very excellent one, who may have gotten away, 12 great teachers, and a few you didnt like but still learned from, 1 poetry class, Where you discover a voice in yourself that you kept locked away in an itty-bitty b...

High School High school is, Tough, You work hard only to come back another year for some more BS, You work SO hard, or youre like me and you dont and struggle in the end, But no matter what, its tough, grueling, even painful at times, Hard to keep up with homework, and friends, and clubs, and jobs, And its all so much you want to rip your hair out, And just when you decide its okay and you can deal with it, You have to go somewhere else, Here is the sum of high school, 4 years, or sometimes less or maybe more, but usually 4, 20,000 homework assignments, all of which seem stupid, 400 stupid dramatic social disasters that no one will care about in 5 years, 6 girlfriends or boyfriends, some cheating, some wishy-washy, And one very excellent one, who may have gotten away, 12 great teachers, and a few you didnt like but still learned from, 1 poetry class, Where you discover a voice in yourself that you kept locked away in an itty-bitty b...

Comics My life is a comic, Epic, possibly biblical, but not a bible comic, Shadows, Madmen, and Boy scouts made of gold dance around my mind, Gods, Heroes, Demons, and Villains make my decisions, I am a hero, Bold, Stalwart, and ever vigilant, I am my nemesis, Brutal, Maniacal, and constantly grinning, My life is a comic, Only key events, battles, and quotes are remembered, Epic battles in my head, Freedom hits capitalism, Superman hits hard and Luthor takes his hits well, Capitalism flies into a wall and breaks, Luthor's arm breaks against a steel girder, Capitalism heals, gains power, and becomes president, Freedom writhes in the arctic, Justice stays neutral in his cave, My life is a comic, Hope shattered by pain and tragedy, Only to arise stronger than it was, Emotional and scary, My life is a comic, Would you like to read?

Comics My life is a comic, Epic, possibly biblical, but not a bible comic, Shadows, Madmen, and Boy scouts made of gold dance around my mind, Gods, Heroes, Demons, and Villains make my decisions, I am a hero, Bold, Stalwart, and ever vigilant, I am my nemesis, Brutal, Maniacal, and constantly grinning, My life is a comic, Only key events, battles, and quotes are remembered, Epic battles in my head, Freedom hits capitalism, Superman hits hard and Luthor takes his hits well, Capitalism flies into a wall and breaks, Luthor's arm breaks against a steel girder, Capitalism heals, gains power, and becomes president, Freedom writhes in the arctic, Justice stays neutral in his cave, My life is a comic, Hope shattered by pain and tragedy, Only to arise stronger than it was, Emotional and scary, My life is a comic, Would you like to read?

Here I Am Here I am, Standing on a street corner with a sign around my neck, That says, Show me my respect, Youre baffled, I grin, From living with my parents what feels like forever and all of the sideways glances I get from random strangers I feel a severe lack of respect, So I stand on the corner not begging for money, but respect, Because I am just like you, I strive for independence any way I can, I stretch myself to fit others ideals of cool, only to snap back like a rubber band that wont hold anything shut, Im too small, in a world that looks through people who stand on street corners, Problem is, Im just like you, going from day to day trying to get by anyway I can, Thriving on those precious moments of bliss before my feet hit the ground and reality body slams me back into my place, Because I am just like you, I bite my fingernails, I am nervous theyll figure me out one day that I have no idea who the hell I am, That I hide it behind all these cloth...

I was born with a brain that begs for me to have someone else around, Because she isn't, I was born with a brain that wants to stretch the boundaries of thought that we all live in, Because very few others do, I've learned that being different often results in exactly that and all the discomfort that comes with it, Because people don't like that, I've written a lot of poems about me, some might call it selfish, others might not, Because I call it soul-searching out loud across the walls and into my living room, I've done very few things with my life as far as I'm concerned, Because I'm young and scared to take chances, I am constantly in love, with the people around me, and not like that, at least not in most cases, Because I really appreciate people and really am wired to always have someone else around, I want my brain to arc lightning into yours and give you the ideas that I have on a daily basis, Because most of the time I can't wr...