Worst Enemy

He's my worst enemy
I scream at him NO
I just wanna slap him
Or punch him
I hate to watch him breathe
Cuz he always gets his way

And here I am
Standing right here
He really has nothing to do with me
Or my life
Yet I still hate him
He's still my worst enemy

I talk about him to everyone
Tell them all what I think should be done to him
Of course that has no effect
He'll always get his way
As long as he keeps living
Cuz it's life

And I keep thinking that for years
It's me and him against each other
And I get used to the fact
Except now I realize
That I've got no right to say that
Cuz we are the same
One day that could be me

And I still hate him
But I can't admit it
Cuz it's life...
And we're all the same
It never matters
Who's gonna get it all
Who's gonna get just some...
It's life...
Do you think we're all our own worst enemies?

Cracking

Fires set to houses
Starving children begging
Volcanoes erupting
Thunder and lightning
Happy people crying
The funeral bells ring
And while I'm standing here
In the midst of this bedlam
I can only laugh

The sun is burning out
All the water is being wasted
To put out that fire
We're all going to die
That's no surprise
But shouldn't I at least try to help
Should I at least move
And care?

I'm trapped and surrounded by darkness
Someone has blindfolded me
To shelter me
And yet I still know what's going on
I can feel it
I can hear the bells ringing

I'm inside a coffin
Am I alive or dead?
Who knows?
Either one is no surprise to me
I hear the last drops of water
Against the crackling fire
And the bells' rings echo endlessly

I'm in a casket
The staleness of it finally hitting me
Stuck in a moment
In a coffin
The funeral bells are for me
They keep ringing

And amidst the bedlam
Amidst the tiny cold spike
Trickling up my spine
Amidst the happiess and sadness of leaving the world
And the bells ringing
All I can do is laugh
I'm cracking under pressure

Priorities

No one is understanding
No one cares
Judging and killing
Closing our minds
We've got the natural instinct to survive
We, ourselves are our number one priority

And I want to be able to snap out of it
I want to be able to see past the fog
To see the cars blowing up
And the little girls crying
I want to be able to see the people who don't have as much as me
But I can't see past the fog

I'm staring at the mirror
Smearing on the lip gloss
Fiddling with my hair
Half of me wants to forget about what will never happen
To just look at the outside
And keep staying where I am right now

And the other half of me wants to do something
To at least try to care
And to see past the eyes I have
Those ugly human eyes
To take off that eye shadow
And all that artificial junk
And finally get my priorities straight

As the tension builds in me
I realize that no matter how hard I try
I'll always stay human
And be trapped inside this awful skin
Probably
At least I think
And if I try to escape
I'll be so different
And is it worth the risk?

I keep staring at the mirror
I add the eyeliner
The fake eyelashes
That's my number one priority right now
Because I'm human

Silhouette

Hope is just a silhouette
Fading away
Ever so slightly
To be seen

Hope is just a silhouette
Just like a shadow
Tagging along
And you're trying to tell it to go away
You know it should be gone

And you're brain's saying no
With your heart saying yes
What in the world is keeping you sustaining
It's that silhouette
It's hope

Hope is just a silhouette
Only to be seen if you really look
With peripheral vision
With a new idea
With all you've got

Only if you really discover
What in the world is keeping you sustaining
What in the world could be that feeling
It's that silhouette
It's hope

You look into yourself
And you find that it's still there
Looks like it's fading but it's really getting closer
Pushing you to find it and then hiding in the distance
Keeping you sustaining
From not figuratively dying
Oh, oh
It's that silhouette
It's hope

Death

Why do we live like that
Not eating certain foods
Not trying certain things
Only doing what we're supposed to do
We're scared of getting some disease
Or dying
Well, want to hear the truth?
We only die because we live

Life

Don't go any farther
Stay right there
I know you're miserable
But if you try to be happy
There's a 90% chance of dying

Excuse me
I know this sounds different
Than the rest of all the humans
But aren't I really dead
On the inside
Anyway?

When I was Seven

When I was seven
I adopted a stray dog
And saved her from the fate of living on the streets
As she was left in a dumpster
When I was seven
I knew I made a very, very small change
To the world
Yet I knew there was so much cruelty left
That I could do nothing about
When I was seven

Fate

Clang, clang
Jingle, jingle
De ja vu
This time I found my keys
I won't be delayed
I have another chance
To not get in the car crash
Boom, crash
Cry, scream
I converted mass to energy
I got another chance
In a parallel universe
But I still got in that car crash
Guess it was fate...

The Nervous System

It's really just wires and outlets that make us
Our nervous system
And once one thing shuts off the rest does
We're completely dead and that's it

Through Animals' Eyes

I don't understand it
About humans
The way they look in the mirror
And obsess about eating
The way they need their reputations to be perfect
And judge others if they're different
I don't understand
It's not like they only see the outside

Can't they see through anyone's eyes
And know what they are feeling
Don't automatically assume they're happy just cuz they're laughing
Can't they look at the mouth
Not at the frown or smile kinda thing
But at the posture
And see what their thoughts are
Can humans not look at their overall stance
And clothing
And see others' moods?

I'm beginning to think they can't
They don't have the ability
Because if they did
They'd be like us
We don't judge
We know that we really are the same on the inside
What does it matter if it's plaid or Burberry?
If it's Slim Fat or regular?

Or maybe they can
Maybe their eyes will allow it
But their strange mind won't
Because they're too busy obsessing over
Well--
That stuff
And so they don't realize that they could seek truth
And actually live
Without being so perfect

I don't understand
I thought humans were supposed to be the smartest
The most advanced
Is there something wrong with me?
That I don't understand why they seem to be the dumbest?
And the ones that need the most help from us?

I guess I'll never find out
Because I'll never be a human
And even so
I wouldn't want to be

Low Fat Water: No Sugar Added

It started with lip gloss
As simple as that
Then all kinds of make-up
Cover up base
Eye liner, too
To disguise our little faces
But that's not all...

Plastic surgery
Botox and injections
Take away my wrinkles
I don't want to get old
All I want them to see me is
Perfect

Then I need to watch my weight
I need to appear healthy
Slim Fast
Weight Watchers
Splenda
Low fat from A-Z
Soon they'll even edit water

And software
You know what they do?
Let's take off half my body weight
Blur the forehead
The world could rotate on that pimple!
And it's all cuz I wanna appear
Perfect

I can't show I'm sad
People might think something's wrong
So I smile and I laugh
I won't show that tear
And it's all cuz I wanna appear
Perfect

We're so edited out
To make a perfect impression
But is there room for living?
Is there time for being human?
Amidst all this editing?
Amidst all this editing out mistakes?
Is there time for learning and growing?
Having fun?
No
But we don't really care
Then again, there's no time for caring

Step back and look at us
Look what we've done to ourselves
And the world
Things are hardly real
They're so edited out

Look at us now
Then come back in the future
When we'll see life passing on a computer
All the tragedies will be deleted
"Tragedies"
Come back in the future
And I swear
There'll be low fat water
No sugar added

Bye, Sweetie

You can come with us
To a better place
You don't have to stay on Earth
And watch the world burn

You can come with us
Where we all get rights
Where nature still exsists
And where we'll all live peacefully
All you need
Is a token

What's that?
You don't have a token?
Well, sorry, you can't come
I care more about the token for me
Than safety and happiness for you
Anyway, I need to leave
Bye, sweetie

You can go
And I'll stay here
What's the use
With people like you
That world won't be so wonderful after a while
You'll see
Bye, sweetie

Static Electricity

It's just a big world that goes round no matter what
Life goes on and continues
We are all connected to each other
By fear and hatred and shame
Oh we are all connected
By love and courage and friends
Oh the world goes round the orbit
Static electricity

It's the force of our friends and our enemies
Positive, negative, we all have charges
We attract, we get vibes
From people of all kinds
And we are really actually the same
We attract, we divide
We're all connected
By force of static electricity

The path of our life leads to our goals
It's the force, it's the drive that's pushing us
Otherwise where would we be?
And when we get a static shock
Our hair stands up and we laugh or cry
Maybe it's not what we expected
But hey, it's static electricity

The world goes round, we all stay the same
On the path of life
Connected
Shocks and surprises
Happy and sad
Positive and negative
Charges and vibes
And we say
Hey, it's life
Hey, it's the world
And it all revolves
It's all just a big mess of static electricity

Total Joy

What is it
Did I just completely change
I feel so much better
Now that I'm up there
On the horse
I'm like a different person
I think I am
And then
I know that I'll go back to the true me
When I get down
Or is that the true me?
Is this the true me?
Who knows?

All I know is that I might as well enjoy this
Cuz it won't last long...

Stranded

Stranded in a good way. Or was it good? This is what I really wanted, right? I had run to a place where no human had been before; no human had been here to set laws or destroy the nature. No civilization. I looked around at the black sky, lit by lightning and gray swirl-clouds. In front of me was a writhing ocean, alive with its gliding, crashing waves. And here I was, surrounded by trees. It was definetely my type of place. I could survive here--I had packed enough food, hadn't I? Then I looked around at the storm and saw it in a different way, a life-threatning way. I sobbed until I couldn't anymore. And when I stopped, I realized that at least this was better than the real world. Then again, wasn't anything?

Tsunami Wave

It's almost a tsunami wave from the distance, but the wave becomes smaller and weaker as it glides forward. It's still massive, covered with indigo stripes and paths, about to hit a nearby rock. I wait for the huge splash with an overflow of foam. Above me blue is crawling into the black of the sky, preparing for sunrise. I look down once again and realize that the wave has already hit the rock. There's no foam or loud roar. All I see are droplets of water seeping into the rock, staining it and soon fading away. So much for the tsunami wave.

Alone

I'm alone
Trapped
Anomgst bare trees
Behind an endless ocean

Waves crash
Lightning bolts
I'll probably die

I let out a sob
And it echoes forever
At least in my soul
And I look behind me

There's more than meets the eye...

The Good Stuff

Who forgot the good stuff
So long ago
Eating stuff and playing around
Really no purpose at all

Who forgot the good stuff
Who forgot about friends
Who in the world came up with the thought
That dying is really that bad

Who forgot the good stuff
Who realized the truth
Who remembered we're all gonna die
Who thought that we should stop it

Who made us that obsessed
Who made us plastic
Who chopped down all those trees
Who forgot the good stuff

And suppose we're all here
To just live and die
Suppose it was really meant to be and we really shouldn't stop it
Who forgot the good stuff

Yeah yeah yeah
We're dying in our hearts
We're turing into iron steel

Yeah yeah yeah
We're alive but we're really not living
And something in me is begging to live
But everyone forgot the good stuff

Yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah
Haven't we gone too far
Haven't we
Shouldn't we remember
Who forgot the good stuff
We all did

A Quiet Day at the Pool

I'm lying on a chaise lounge
In the only shaded spot
On a bright day
There is a soothing, light breeze
that makes the palm trees sway
And the pool water ripple
The only sound I hear
Is each drop of the fountain
Plopping onto the water
Simultaniously
I'm all alone
In a peaceful way

I remember the pool at camp
On a sunbacked, boiling-hot day
All I could think was to jump in the cold water
With my best friend
I remember not being able to hear myself talk
Because of the chatter amongst the 78 other girls
It wasn't peaceful
But it was fun
Swimming to music
Talking
Giggling

My mind comes back to reality
I'm almost surprised to hear only the fountain
Not the chatter and blasting music
I wonder where I'd rather be
It's so hard to tell
At first I think they are so different
Then I look up at the clear blue sky
And I know they are the same

What Makes the World Go Round

What makes the world go round
Some people say it's love or joy
Friendship or happiness
They say G-d makes the world go round
Causes everything from love to hate

Those types of people
The happy kind
Believe that without friends
Without people to love
Life wouldn't be worth living

But do you want to know a little secret?
The big truth?
Life isn't worth living anyway
If you took the love out of the world
It would still spin on it's orbit
Few people would actually care
It's not really a secret

And then even if the happy people are wrong
Wouldn't you like to believe that?
That we as humans aren't really that selfish?
But we are

Some people think money makes the world go round
That's pretty logical
Because we are obsessed with money
And as much as we think that money can't buy everything
It really can
Except for the rare types of people
The happy kind

Lots of people have more scientific beliefs
That it's our natural instinct to survive
The planets' orbit and all that junk
Time
Mass
And energy
That's logical
And neat

Still, I believe in something else
Maybe the happy people make the world go round
Remove them
And all that would be left is the huge rat race
The terrors of the war
All of the normal people's obsessions
And the world would collapse

What makes the world go round?
Who knows?
Who cares?
I'll tell you another secret
None of it matters
What matters is that the world does go round
Or does it?
Again
It's not really a secret

Fast Forward Two Thousand Years...

We're trapped in a black and white world
We can't reproduce
All that's left are the remains of the war
The humans got their wish
Turned the world black and white
They found a solution to everything
Instant gratification
But now look what's happened to them
Look what's happened to us

We're slowly dying off
In a world of misery
If the humans had left us the way we were
Without the robots and machines
Being their slaves
Killing us for them
There would have been color
But now it's black and white
Everything they wanted for a perfect world
But now look what's happened to them
Look what's happened to us

Woah!
I see color
Blood
A tsunami
A woman
Galaxies
Melting into a canvas of life
And turning into wind
Fainting away

And I realize what's happening
I'm dying off
I'm just one of those animals
"They don't have a brain"
"Don't worry"
Humans would say
To comfort themselves
Instant gratification
Well they got their wish
But now look what happened
To them
To us
We're all dead
The world collapsed

Peace Isn't Comforting

Just swinging
In a beautiful garden
A warm day
With a light breeze
Stillness in the air
The soft rustle of the fountain
A perfect day's atmosphere
Anyone would say
For me
It's all too quiet

The city's traffic
Crowds at the mall
Chatter in the hallway
Neighs at the barn
There the atmosphere is lively
Too busy
People say
For me
It's a perfect comfort

I'm swinging in a garden
Everything is out of place, bizarre
Isolated from the real world
I feel like running
And never stopping
Till I get back to the world
The real world
And it's a comfort

Life Matters...or does it?

Trying to explain that blank feeling
Trying to keep back the tears
Or turn them into laughs
What a waste of time
They say
But what if you cry
What if you don't get everything done
Cuz you're too angry
They say you're not decent
Or whatever
Does that really matter?

Looking in the mirror
Seeing that face
Is that really me?
Did I do that
Did it really happen that way?
And realizing that the whole world's now against you
What just happened to your life
So overwhelming
But then you think
Whatever
Does that really matter?

Standing in the spotlight with your lines forgotten
Everyone staring at you
You have to admit
Life feels like you're the big picture
In a bad way only
You're shaken with embarrassment
AHHH!!!
And you suddenly think
Whatever
Does that really matter?

What matters?
Does life matter?
Should we worry about doing the wrong thing in such a short time
When we're all gonna die anyway?

Lunch Skipper (A song I wrote)

Been there, done that
I know how that feels
Used to be stuck in place
Without any help
But now things are better
Supposedly

Things are unrealistic
I can survive alone
No stress of school or homework
Friends and stuff
No mothers yelling
Then why do I feel
I still need to skip lunch

Back to normal
Stress and fear
I thought it could be perfect
But that never lasts
One thing'll stay the same
I'm a lunch skipper!

Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
It makes me feel better
Oh, oh??
Somehow
It makes me feel better
Skipping lunch
Oh?
I'm a lunch skipper!