New Year

12/29/09

Working on my goals for the next year
Same goals really but simplified
Clarified and modified, magnified
Looking up

1/5/10

In the lion’s den again
Baby tigers more like it
Like to bark but run to mommy
As soon as the going gets tough

It is a harsh world out there after all
My god is better than your god
Passive aggressiveness
At it’s best worst

What is it with these people
One day they say they want it this way
You give it to them
And they run crying, they can’t handle the truth
I guess it hurts, the truth that is

Swimming in a glass bowl
Wanting to break free in every way
I feel trapped
Breathe, focus on the goal

My body is aching today
Lifting too much
Too much on my shoulders
Need to get away

1/6/10

Again with the lion’s den
Momma tiger’s at their worst
Blind leading the blind
Napoleon and the wandering mind

Soulless yet pious
Because I am a believer
I am one of the chosen
I have chosen to walk through that door

Fuck it I usually say
The converted and reformed
Are often the worst
Nothing is what it seems

I can easily see
How the old are done
Ready to be gone
Nothing is the same
Surprised that it happened so soon
Try to find a way
To sustain
Something to believe in