Now why is anyone still here?


I just barely wrote this whole thing. When I say just barely, I really mean I started on it an hour ago. I've been trying for the past couple of days to write something, but I just couldn't. For some reason it all came out really fast today. I like it, but I'm obviously biased. Cameron told me to write about this whole problem a while ago and I think that it came out well.


This time by myself

It’s not bringing any good

Wizzing in and out of

dreams and wicked themes

Holes in hearts and love made

of faulty parts

Another false start

If you could stop me

I’d grow to a human being

Again rational with passion

before the last three years of lashing

Maybe a little less free


I’m an ego

I’m only myself

I don’t care for you

Just more wax on

my polished shelf


I see what I do

But I just keep going

They let it all slip

It went right through the cracks

Numbing my heart

My demons just laughed

“Boy, you’ll never feel a thing

Blessed to never see the pain

Oh and your friends?

They’ll think twice before thinking you again”


I’m an ego

I’m only myself

I don’t care for you

Just more wax on

my polished shelf


So the weight crushed your soul?

Unless it’s you, you just don’t care?

Now why is anyone still here?


Frankly, there has to be something there.



1 comments:

Cameron said...


I'm your only inspiration for this song! Haha.
Good song though. Keep it up, and freakin record already. Haha.
OH and if I end up going to the Art Institute and if you're still in Utah they have a pretty fancy recording studio there that they might let you use for free. That's in a year or two though.