tantrums

temper tantrums and women in bars
both come naturally to me
i rather enjoy the tantrums more
cause i left sleaziness a long time ago

have I aged so horribly
lost my taste of freedom
and quite possibly gone mad
a checkmark to all three of those

what do you contemplate when you sleep
muffins and cake
california, new york, japan, rome
the godforesaken vatican

no that is all for someone else
not me, oh no, not me
my hair is getting long
my teeth yellow

i run around my room with a guitar
i only know one cord and it is bouncing out of my heart
to you, for we met a few times already
and you dont even know my name

is my grammar that bad
the gray hairs too gray
the smile withering
take time and adjust yourself, this is only getting better

swirl the clock around your computer
tick tick tock tock goes the clock
and you can hear its next move
tiiiick then tooock, then im awake for hours

just like the birds in the trees in the morning
what do they say
i always try to talk to them but they only chirp a little
i think i can talk to them, so I do

is my grammar really that bad
i should write a book about it
so bad its good
i should copyright but how do i do such a thing

i ask of all blogs blogging
a simple question, is this work really mine
now that its on you
i should have asked when i started

im going to add a few chapters to savant
for you to read and see
it might make you crazy
hell, it definitely made me