If you were to ask “What’s he good at now, Matt?” I would tell you that there is one thing If you were to ask “Does it make him look fat?” I would say “Really? Just look at the thing.” For of all of the things we can do in this world He basically cares … More Sleepster
What is this new sensation that has taken hold of me? Never has it been so hard to say the things I mean It’s so confusing feeling all this vulnerability I hate it so but you should know you’ve set my caged heart free These chains locking the old me are something now I know … More Hard to Say
So now I speak the best I can
I try so others understand
What matters can’t be weighed in gold
Its finding those who’s hand you hold … More Times Past
Petty? I shan’t think it’s so! I have this Monet, and Van Gogh Clearly, I appreciate The things the low class tends to hate! An eye for that which is so grand! Smaller brains won’t understand Yes, this is what I say to thee A peasant is but lesser me That means that I am … More Fury
Okay, dog, I love you bro But there are some things you must know So please don’t take this the wrong way They’re just some things I have to say Please stop yawning in my face Your breath is worse than cans of mace It’s so bad that I bet somehow One day you’ll singe … More Okay, Dog
Try your hardest, just to fail Try to straighten each bent nail Is it the wood or nail that’s wrong? Or has it been you, all along? Perhaps the things you thought could be Are nothing more than fantasy Maybe the things you chase aren’t real At least, that’s how the rest all feel It … More Until the End
If you want truth, then look no more For it is knocking at your door The hardest thing to think about Is that which causes us to doubt You’re wrong. I’m sorry, but it’s so The question you must ask now, though Do I admit that which is right Or keep on putting up this … More L-ego
I ask myself, exactly how Did I not see as I do now? What things went on in yesteryear To blind what I can now see clear Perhaps it is with every age Our lens grows sharp with each new page Time, it makes us wise and true And strips naïveté from you The young, … More Yesteryear
I am not who I was before The man ‘twas me I so deplore He’s hanging, cuffed, and sins no more Locked deep behind my closet door In darkness he now dwells, alone His mem’ry cuts straight to the bone It weighs me down like rock and stone And hates that I’ve, at last, outgrown … More Within
I care not for opinions, the things I say are true My conscience guides and truth resides in action, not with you If you must talk then walk the walk, because otherwise You’re all the same, the fact remains, you’re jealous and unwise Weakness fosters hate for those who climb above the rest They try … More Persevere
How the World Should Work 