Wednesday, May 6, 2009

PP 239

Noise
Noise meaningless noise everywhere I hear it
No place to hide everywhere I'm near it
I'd run away from this place to be free
Meaningless people with meaningless words won't let me be
Noise all the working day long
My body can't handle it I'm not that strong
I go home to lay down my head
My only peace is my bed

Parable
You can drag a horse to a river but you can't make him drink
You can impart knowledge to a child but you can't make him think

Stereotypes
I am the "not my type" stereotype
I am the whiny liberal gripe
I am the gullible chump
I am the set in my ways grump
I am the self-loathing grunge punk
I am the geek with teeth full of gunk
I am the walking encyclopedia absent minded professor
I am the reluctant sin confessor
I am the inner child
I am Mother Nature's son gone wild
Actually to you know me you are not able
Because you can't look beyond a label

Video Games

Bettie Kaczynski:
I am Mario I am Pacman
I conquer levels just because I can
With my finger on the button I am in command
I don't fear no dragon or no ghost
With extra lives backing me I'll boast
I always have a new high score on the post
This is my accomplishment my legacy
This is how people will remember me
If there was anyone here to see

PP 238

Mt Kilimanjaro
Where's the snow of Mt Kilimanjaro?
Where is there for it to go?
Did anyone see it passing by?
Did it leave by river or by sky?
Strange things are happening in nature
Something is happening to its glaciers
All over the world there's less ice and yet less green fields
Nothing to counteract the pollution it builds
Our tundras have melted dry
Excessive clouds mount in the sky
Clouds just keep gathering as temperatures start to warm
Until the floodgates are full at the wake of an apocalyptic storm

I Knew God
In childhood I knew a kingdom without war
The Kingdom of God I was striving for
I knew only pure love and truth
I knew the logic and saw the proof
I felt safe drawing to the conclusion
That the Kingdom of God wasn't built on seclusion
I felt certain God rewarded the good
And saves all those doing as they should
No more sickness no more death
Resurrection giving our souls a second breathe
But as time wears on my spirit wears out
And my soul dies slowly as my faith begins to doubt

Growing Up
Growing up means learning to say goodbye
Through drifting apart to death to a million reasons why
Growing up means learning not to cry
Learning futile masking tricks mastered on the first try
Growing up means always feeling guilty
Loathing every lonely moment you spend free
Growing up means counting your money
To see your value in society

Locked Up Reprise

Mrs Kaczynski:
Honey would you please open the door?
Bettie Kaczynski:
Not now Mom I'm working on my computer
Mrs Kaczynski:
I thought you didn't have any homework what's it for?
Bettie Kaczynski:
I'm writing in a journal I don't want you to see
Mrs Kaczynski:
What could you write that you wouldn't want to show me?
Bettie Kaczynski:
It's just a personal secret just let it be
Mrs Kaczynski:
If you want a project or an outlet
Why not something where people can be met?
A sports team or a band could get you some friends yet
Bettie Kaczynski:
I can't go wearing a disguise
Trying to live a compromise
Just to win a worthless prize
Don't misunderstand I only dislike the kids who beat me
But there are other ways they can mistreat me
I can never make friends if I can't sense sincerity
Here I'm in control and I'm free
Ruling over the technology
That turns on and off my little society

PP 237

Working
Face is cold joints are sweating
Wandering wondering what I'm getting
But you can't stop moving on
Because every moment that stands still is a moment gone
When nothing's done
No prize is won
If you slow down your pace
It'll be the wrong time when you're at the right place
Which is the worst situation
An irreversible complication
Where are you going you may not care
But you can't afford not to be there
Got to keep striving for the moment
Cause you pay the cost for every moment spent
Life has an expiration date
Got to start living before it's too late

Neverfear
In fear of a cyclone
I hide alone
In a cold dark basement
Never away from the fears that won't relent
Never away from the fears I hide from
The fears of storms that may never come
I ran away
From the light of day
Storms that came had me worried ill
But when I arose the world was still
I looked up to see the sky was clear
So I began to question my clouded fear

Don't Question Death
Why do you wonder why
I had to die
I could only have lived so long
Being only so strong
Why do you mourn a man who never would
Do all that he possible could
Why do you cry the world had every right to reject me
I could never be what they expected me to be

After Class

Bettie Kaczynski:
Here you go Mrs Abbott my project is done
Mrs Abbott:
Bettie the project was to get to know someone
Bettie Kaczynski:
You know that project was over before it begun
Mrs Abbott:
If you don't learn people skills how will you handle a career
Bettie Kaczynski:
I am a master of technology so I have nothing to fear
Mrs Abbott:
But what will you do about age appropriate friends my dear
Bettie Kaczynski:
I don't have to worry about that either thanks again to technology
Mrs Abbott:
Technology is not suppose to alienate you from society
Bettie Kaczynski:
No Mrs Abbott it doesn't it sets me free

Poetry Post 236

I Am Water
You can walk right over me
You can peer and probe straight through
You can protect yourself from me
But not I from you
I change form as each season leaves
But I'm still as simple as you could perceive

Anorexia
Losing weight getting bony
Feel no pain dying slowly
Adapting to the damage
Learning how to manage
The loss of control
Losing body and soul
I'm rotting to decease
Piece by piece
Take two steps forward fall three steps back
Can't gain weight or even stay on track
It's not about self image I'm just too sick to eat
Can't stand up let alone walk on my feet
Wasting energy I don't have on my next breathe
Brings me two steps closer to death

Cheer Me
Stop my tears from falling down
Disappear my frown
Please all you come and cheer me
Give me a reason to be
I'd give all I have to give
If I could find a reason to live
Please all you come and cheer me
Give me a reason to be

The Cliques

Narrator:
Teenage youth with libido in full bloom
Sexting each other in the classroom
Bettie felt locked out in solitary doom
Friends, hook ups, cliques already have been made
Hopes of human contact already beginning to fade
His fate sealed in the seventh grade
Mrs Abbott tried classroom activities to get Bettie integrated
But customs of the cliques kept Bettie de facto segregated
The mysterious barriers were beyond what could be investigated
Something in him he felt they just couldn't relate
Maybe it was because none of them knew how to communicate
Or maybe it was simply they didn't have a common trait
Language was used for an ulterior motive
Each kid looking at what the other kid had to give
Deception and manipulation was the easiest way for them to live
So Bettie was bound to be antisocially prone
And asked Mrs Abbott if he could do the work alone
Happy with the work he got lost in a world of his own

Poetry Post 235

Self-Hatred
Ever since I was a little boy
Escapism has been my only joy
Emotional barriers ban me from bonding with my brothers
I have merely vague verbal connections to others
Anytime I express anything holy, pure or even good
I make it so that I'm misunderstood
It is not in me
To measure up to the holy
I'll never be a missionary
The Boanerges spirit burnt out and left me
There is no use in lifting my ego from the ground
I'm too weary and beaten down

Hidden Flower
Why do you hide from us your grace
Conserving yourself humbly place
Beauty hidden among the mass
Of scores of weed among the grass
You tried too hard to rise over
The weeds then trampled to the floor

All I Want To Do
All I want to do is to escape the dark thoughts inside my head
Find my way into your bed
All I want to do
Is to remember you
Let me avoid the world's dark way
And just stay with you today

Invitation

Bettie Kaczynski:
Hey where do you live Eleanor?
eleanorrigby81:
Why do you want to know that for?
Bettie Kaczynski:
To pick you up and go to that new department store
Buy you some nice things it'll be my treat
I just thought going out would be neat
If you don't want picked up we can meet
Maybe go to the movies you can pick the show
But to recognize I just need to know
Am I looking at your current photo
eleanorrigby81:
That's nice but frankly I barely even know you
Other than what your blog will let me view
Bettie Kaczynski:
But in public that holds just as true
People meet each other not knowing who they really are
Being over-protective won't let any relationship go far
eleanorrigby81:
But there's more at risk here than just an emotional scar
What we do is just fine
As long as it just stays online
But all other offers I've have to decline

PP 234

Death Of A Civilization
Where is nobility in a perverted society
When do the wise make their commentary
Love is a theory sin is a practice
Corrupted power controls the justice
Wickedness is free to do all the evil it can
When heroes only live in written arts banned

Rambled Thoughts
Is God looking down on me or at me
Does being cheap and easy
Make me free
Why commit adultery
Why buy the milk when you got the cow for free
The animal rights offers wildlife refugees
Freedom behind locked doors and thrown away keys
Equal but separate
Equal by law separate by hate
Drunken men with guns and knives
Hunting down their children and wives

Anger Management
I hold in all my anger and lust
So the treatment I get is just unjust
It makes my anger inflate till it's about to bust
But I freeze my heart to numb it because I know I must

eleanorrigby81

Bettie Kaczynski:
So I guess you're a Beatles fan Eleanor
Will you still need me when I'm 64?
eleanorrigby81:
Cute I never heard that one before
What's a nice guy like you doing on Myspace for?
Bettie Kaczynski:
My social life is a just a bore
Do you wanna chat some more
eleanorrigby81:
Sure why not?
Bettie Kaczynski:
This is as far as I ever got
eleanorrigby81:
I think you underestimate your lot
Bettie Kaczynski:
I don't see what it's good for
I can never get what I'm chasing after
So I don't seem to see a lot in store
eleanorrigby81:
If you spent less time playing with your dick
You might learn the social trick
Of getting in with a clique
With me you found a common interest
You're learning what bonds to invest
So you're on a good start for your quest

PP 233

A Good Night's Sleep
Lord give me a night's rest without broken dreams or a nightmare
You could take my soul tonight I almost couldn't care
Conscious pain and unknown sleep
A path in which you go through in life the final you keep
Life is the longest journey back to where we began
We were all sent away from God, but a few of us might see Him again

Sinful Evolution
There is no battle for me to win
For no man is greater than his sin
Tomorrow is just another day to mess up again
Impurity conquers the holy within all men
I have no hope from my point of view
As I see myself change from the person I once knew
The past is simply regrets you can't undo
Once I saw a beautiful truth but now I see an ugly one too

One Day
Trapped away from the one I truly love
But one day I'll be with her
When I'm finally free as a dove
I'll break free forever more
I shall be with her to show I truly care
Soon I will be with her eternally
Finally she will know I'll always be there
I can not wait till I am set free