Wednesday, January 17, 2007

too short...

Life's too short
To worry about things
Like falling in love
Like staying above
The poverty line
Is too close to mine
The car is dry
My chips won't fry
No more oil in the well
My wallet's in hell
It's too much
To ask that this will be
Tomorrow is another pain
A hurt that cuts just worse
This pointless futile overbearing fruit
Finish it today

Goodbye to dreams
Goodbye to sleep
Goodbye to things I never had

Life's too short
To worry about living
To care about singing
Songs that make no sense
To the man with no pants
The fridge is bare
But Trump just don't care
Chequebook's ringing
And Macker's a-killing
What's to ask for a reprieve
From a nightmare awoken
To sit up and think it's all
Not real at all
This whole charade's a dream
Time to wake up
Somebody pinch me
Smack me awake

Goodbye to dreams
Goodbye to sleep
Goodbye to things I never had

i hate offices...

i hate offices
they are morose, depressing places
that cause you to misspell
see?

offices
if you need the life sucked out of you
but none of it is pleasurable
no
none

i hate offices
a box of inane wastage
if ever there was one
like right now