Robots
I aspire to be a robot
because they achieve what i can't
they dont feel
or love
love is so tiresome
all it does is take your energy
and leave you empty and filled with fluff
not good fluff
the kind of fluff you get out of teddy bears
the kind with that disgusting texture
i want that metal outer shell
so everything will bounce off of me with nothing but a dull
klink
the dents would eventually add up
but i was never good at math
instead of doing my homework i would watch tv
and watch the boys skateboarding outside
so after i forget to count there will be a hole in my armor
a black whole that sucks the world in and blends it around inside me like a smoothie
not a good smoothie
the kind of smoothie you get out of hospital cafeterias
the kind with that disgusting texture
and after i drink that smoothie i will be alone
just as i started
and then i will sit and sing to myself
but even the blank walls can't stand my voice
so they leave
now im floating alone
in limbo
then i realize that if this is limbo i can control it in my own mind
i make thousands of cupcakes float around me
but i cant eat them
not even if i want to
but im not hungry
so i leave them alone
we should let the cupcakes be
they never did us any harm
but yet the world eats thousands everyday
but now i am the world
so i feel guilty and begin to cry
tears of orange juice burn my eyes
i wonder what you'd say if you were here with me
you'd say something like ' it's lame to cry orange juice'
and since i always cared about your opinion so much i would stop
but then the tears would build
as they did before
and i would implode
or maybe its explode
we could never agree on that
to leave nothing in the universe
because they achieve what i can't
they dont feel
or love
love is so tiresome
all it does is take your energy
and leave you empty and filled with fluff
not good fluff
the kind of fluff you get out of teddy bears
the kind with that disgusting texture
i want that metal outer shell
so everything will bounce off of me with nothing but a dull
klink
the dents would eventually add up
but i was never good at math
instead of doing my homework i would watch tv
and watch the boys skateboarding outside
so after i forget to count there will be a hole in my armor
a black whole that sucks the world in and blends it around inside me like a smoothie
not a good smoothie
the kind of smoothie you get out of hospital cafeterias
the kind with that disgusting texture
and after i drink that smoothie i will be alone
just as i started
and then i will sit and sing to myself
but even the blank walls can't stand my voice
so they leave
now im floating alone
in limbo
then i realize that if this is limbo i can control it in my own mind
i make thousands of cupcakes float around me
but i cant eat them
not even if i want to
but im not hungry
so i leave them alone
we should let the cupcakes be
they never did us any harm
but yet the world eats thousands everyday
but now i am the world
so i feel guilty and begin to cry
tears of orange juice burn my eyes
i wonder what you'd say if you were here with me
you'd say something like ' it's lame to cry orange juice'
and since i always cared about your opinion so much i would stop
but then the tears would build
as they did before
and i would implode
or maybe its explode
we could never agree on that
to leave nothing in the universe