Maybe I am a speechless impersonator.
Maybe I am the all speaking, all knowing bullshit con artist you've come to know as jesus.
Maybe I am so beyond all this,
even though maybe it's still all on my mind.
I don't want to be
just
another
mistake.
I don't ever wanna be
something
not
even
worth
a
double
take.
I've learned not to waste food, for the good of the starving children,
or
whatever,
so why should I waste my words lying when their are people that
truly
believe
in
what
I
have
to
say?
I'm sick of pain.
suffering.
Nausea,
as well as nostalgia.
Way too many feelings,
and i'm feeling
an
overload.
Not again will I ever be overturned and consumed by my emotions.
Either I go down with my ship or I avoid it all together,
and i'm getting really good
at
avoiding
it
all
together.
A good captain,
indeed
?
Quizzical,
and noble at the least,
that much you could give me.
A good sense of direction,
wisdom to spill.
You've got to trust me on this one.
Oh captain,
my captain.
Oh captain,
my captain.
Pledge your heart to me and I will be your saviour.
Devote your heart to me and I will teach you everything you need to know.
I am the bullshit con artist jesus f*****g christ.
which part of that sentence would you first take to heart?
I am not here to tell.
I personally don't care.
Because I know.
I know.
I know.
and you know
that I f*****g know.
Thank you for the power rush.
And now that i'm alone in the dark,
I am really beginning to
e x p a n d.
Everything's fine,
and you're not alone anymore.
it's funny because the good hasn't hit us,
not just yet,
not as much as it will.
All i've got to say, is just nothing at all.
nothing more that I really need to say,
atleast right now, at this time.
I wish that you had picked up when I made that call,
because now I have to wait another day,
and for right now I am totally out of rhymes.