Oz

Oz No, it's okay...I mean who really cares? Years are always spent in painful rhythms of the heart. What is this? A holy roller-coaster? Well my skin can only take so many burns at a time. We all bleed. We all lie. We all need. We all die. I'm skipping in insanity again as if it's a relative's house; just make yourself comfy, girl, and stay for a while! Fine. I've been here before except now I've got the guns. I've been stuck in the muddy trenches with heartless trenchmates before. So don't worry, self, be a good soldier. We all breathe. We all choke. We all freeze. We all broke. I'vescrewed up again and rainbow's crashmy windows.I'm somewhere in Oz without the good witch or so much as a Toto. And munchkins aren'tmy friends this time, but the lollipop kids still wanna friggin dance with me. Well great, maybe that'll cheer me up. I'm trying to walk on the yellow brick road, but all it does is erode erode erode. We all laugh. We all sleep. We all have. We all keep. So this verdict is I'm sad. What a stupid word. Does it really say much? No. Just that you'renot as jacked up as a four-year-old on a pixi-stix high....Cities go up, families go down, somewhere right now bubbles are being blown, someone's getting murdered, a child is being born, a coffee break is being taken, and two tired lovers are laying face to face. The sun is rising, the sun is setting, it's cold, it's warm, it's Lauryn Hill's "Everything is Everything" and it's my "Nothing's gotta be something". Fuckin A... I'm done.