Perfect (pt. 2)

Maybe too perfect

Yuck Foo

I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of waiting

I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of waiting

But I'll wait some more

I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of waiting

I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of waiting

But I'll wait some more

I'm tired of waiting for you

I can't believe you
I really can't believe you
You're the reason people shout
You're the reason people hate

Your country has done so much for you
But all you can do is spit in its face
All you can do is argue your case
All you can do is get in a chase
All you can do is insult the human race

I can't believe you
I really can't believe you
You're the reason people cry
You're the reason people kill

Your father has done so much for you
But all you can do is give him a frown
All you can do is shut him down
All you can do is call hyim a clown
All you can do is put on your crown and laugh

I can't believe you
I really can't believe you
You're the reason people wage war
You're the reason people break up
You're the reason people break up
You're the reason people break up
You're the reason people break up

Flying around
Trapped in a box
But they don't
seem to mind
And they're
never ever thirsty

I'm Changed

Before
I was in denial.
Now
I need to support myself.

Before
I didn't care.
Now
I love my life

Artificial

Everywhere I go
Everything I'm gazing at
Doesn't fit
Everything I touch
Isn't natural
It isn't supposed to be there

Every day
On my way
I see shreds
of beauty
Against artificial
ugliness
Green pressed against grey
Blue pressed against manmade

It only grows
Each day
Decaying slowly
Day after day
And they all say
You must add to the decay
We'll judge you
Insult you
Make you desperate
and force you to help us
create an artificial world
Give your all or all you'll give
If you want to have a life

nothing i think
really means
anything to you
anymore
does it?

a tree could
drop dozens
of apples on
the ground
but when you
think about it
the ground
never asked
for them
in the first
place

a bug could
tie itself
up in silk
and emerge
years later as
a beautiful creature
but how do
we know
the bug doesn't
feel cheated?

a man could
spend millions
on an
amazing house
filled with
gold and silver
and rugs and
indian patterns
and pleasing
incenses
but he would
still be filled
with pain at
not finding love

i could paint a beautiful painting of you but it would feel so small
i could say a million words about you but still feel like i've said nothing at all

Stickers and Shiny Objects

Only a robot can treat the insane
Monotone and all the same
I'm trapped in a stereotypical game
It's making me so happy I'm mad

Sugar-coated black and white
Try to keep the lips real tight
I wonder how you'll sleep tonight
Only the drugs hide my being sad

Try to maintain the machine
Keep everyone's whispers clean
But it cannot hide what I have seen
Though I keep thinking this is the best time I ever had

If

If I have to free my mind to be able to think,

Do I have to catch my mind to stop thinking?


If I have to trust the government,

Do I have to distrust the people?


If I have to follow the crowd to be cool,

Do I have to follow my muse to be warm?


If I have to mind my own business,

Do I have to not care about others?


If everybody begins to hate me,

Do I begin to care about them more?


If I have to have a plan in life,

Do I have to have no plan in death?


If I have to be gay to write poems,

Do I have to be straight to write pop songs?

Look anywhere

Everything's quietly drowning in meaningless dullness

Look there

Everything's only fantastic

Perfect

Perfect face

Perfect smile

Perfect eyes