1. Monday, May 12, 2008

    she wants to go home 

    saddest thing i can ever hear is when she says she wants to go home
    cuz that means what you think it means
    it means shed like to tap out.
    once upon a time i knew someone who wanted that and they tried it.
    only problem was the angels were all yeah naw.
    and i wanted to tell her that when i was in highschool id drive through the cornfields
    look into the sky and say im ready to get picked up whenever you dudes find me
    cuz i felt like an alien sometimes. i felt like a ufo.
    ultra fuckedup outsider.
    so i know how she feels
    except the bad thing for her is i dont know if theres a california for her to escape to
    to fit in with.
    i dont know if its actually the place for her the way it was for me.
    i think its something else.
    what if your dream is to be a midget in the circus but youre almost six feet tall
    what if what’ll save you is to be the next qb of the packers but youre a girl
    what if the answer is to bowl more or to snowboard
    what if the key to the universe is in the dumpster outside your apartment
    but you dont do a lot of dumpster diving
    any more.
    what if you feel like everything you say will come out wrong
    so you dont say anything.
    when deep down all shes thinking is say anything.
    she asked, why do people reproduce
    i said youre asking the wrong man
    she asked whys everyone so set on marriage
    i was all, again, dont ask me
    she asked why if you have all the answers are you alone
    i said in la youre never alone
    which is why i belong here.