lesson number 1

A Poem by Stuart Martin

long time ago

the world
our love like gasoline
waiting to ignite
to burn on in ages
to burn out of sight
our hate so full
wait the state
and i wish this was the day
although its far away
when i can laugh into your eyes
until the next dismal of day

our hate so full
wait the state

and i see you every night
whether you see me or not
drink a whole lot
hit the bowl smoke some pot
our hate so full

wait the state

and i wake another day
again and again
i lost my world
i lost my best friend
ponder on on and on
distraction
reaction
ponder on and on

itll be okay
i just want some p***y
another friend another freak
another forgotten week

put it on
on and on
distraction reaction
put it on
on and on

ill sit here tonight
another morning
another state
wondering why her smile
wondering for her sight
our love so strong
wait
our hate
wait the state
the state of things is that your all that there is to not have you is learning and to have you is bliss an experience is strong as any but please my love
just that kiss
wait wait i say wait for the hate after the love and again another state
whether its love or its hate constant in a state a state of mind a target of fate your taste still lingers but yet another state
a plain of remembrance a plain of despair a plain of happy memories the touch of your hair
again and again fading to sleep my voice in your ear im asleep im just praying
im awaiting reaction im awaiting a state

our hate so full wait no hate the love still so great
an expression of feeling growing past the hate wait there is love there is love in this state
the deep seeded feelings above the wall of fear grows higher and higher with each drying tear
with each positive thought wait the hate wait the love
wait the state

and im here that is the state out of love out of fear im here whether i stay or i go or wait till the next day waiting for the hate waiting for the love waiting for a state
stating love stating hate stating confusion stating fate stating the next state the next drug the next girl the next night the next date
but the state stays the same with fear with distraction with love in my heart or a diseased ridden faction
but i stand here waiting or fading still burning or put out but here im still learning
i love you i hate you there all that there is why must people be people and feel so much emotion like this but your there your still breathing your all that there is im growing or fading moving slow or im gaining the goal is you isnt me isnt the two put together its not love its not hate its not in the state in our minds in our hearts and our souls in our eyes i swear it this suite fits just perfect and id sure like to wear it