Anything

I can
I can
I can
I can do anything
it’s stupid
so stupid
for me not to believe
that I can achieve
anything I want
I can do anything
and I won’t think of the cost
I can be a hero
save those who can’t themselves
I can do anything
I have the power to help
I don’t think if I should
only cowards hesitate
I get offended
heavily
when told to stay in my lane
because I can
I can
yes
yes
yes I can
do anything
I am
able to achieve
I can do anything
I believe
and never second guess
never think to rest
never consider the mess
because
I can
they’ve always told me
that I can’t
so I do
I’ll save you
without a second thought
without much forgot
because
only cowards hesitate
this is my fight
I’m the hero
the hero I say
so I can
I can do anything
I can achieve my dreams
help others save some things
be the hero
I was born to be.

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Seven simple arbitrary numbers

I love you
don’t you understand
you are
like my biggest fan
I adore you
even though we’ve never met
I know you
and all about your circumstance
do you want me
tell me everything
that you got off me
like a little birdie I sing softly
so don’t you ever speak just listen
when I’m talking
you want me
I love you oh so much
and now we’re walking
you’re like my biggest fan
don’t you understand
cause you still want me
as I shove you off a cliff
you’re falling
falling faster than I can catch
just keep calling and calling
I love you
even though we’ve never met
you’re like my biggest fan
I won’t forget
but then again we’ve never met
I love you
but more so I just love the checks

Dirty laundry

Surviving R. Kelly
it’s simple really
we need to stop fearing
and be somebody
stop all the excuses
it took far too long
you see abuse but then
still listen to the song
surviving R. Kelly
a tale we all knew
everybody saw it
but what could they do
when fear fills your heart
heroes die hard
no saviors here
just look away
when you stay silent
it’s them who will pay
surviving R Kelly
what does it mean
when we ignore the truth
how do we get clean?

Between Fassbender and Ansari

Bad dates and mixed signals
can turn bad guys into heroes
when the passion that your into
turns to stun
when the lovin comes from someone
you dream of
and the six pack got your panties in a huff
but then you look up and it’s not what you
dream of
he’s a funny kind of talker
he’s not really that much taller
so the memory that got me in his bed
dead upon the moment I misread
and then a bad date turns to abuse
real quick
a mistake is a mistake
until one gets
a chance to turn the heroes into myths

public shaming

Pray to the demons
you’ve nothing left
grace is beyond you
or so you’ve said
you find no fault here
though tears do well
nightmares plague you
you’re trapt in hell
so why not now drown
and show your hand
you’re only as powerful
as the mob you’ve fed

Woody and Selena

Here come the wolves
here comes the blood
we’re in for fun
when we turn a blind eye
to the ones who we love.
Oh-girl you look like a cherub
all cheeks and a smile to cherish
but your dancing for-
but your acting for
a monster.
Do you adore him?
Think he’ll lead you to your moment
back on top-is that what your hoping
but you got lost in the game
dance, dance, dance
your way to authentic fame
the kind you don’t want, but
Woody Allen would pay
get you that trophy-
that golden statue to display.
Do you really think you walk free
without blame?
When the wolves come to feed
when the wounds begin to bleed
you’ll know Selena Gomez
enabled the fiends.

Creeper and Brave

In the rose garden
what do we find?
Another pedophile
by our heroines side
fighting all the demons
witch hunt with pride
but when the victims a child
this business-not mine.

In the rose garden
what do we find?
Sweet and gentle-
yeah, a really good guy
who just happens to be
convicted of a crime
having been very generous
with his flesh and his time
abused a young boy
but to our heroine-it’s fine.

In the rose garden
what do we find?
A bunch of hypocrites
who run from real fights
can’t protect the kids
no, they just hide
protect the demons that pay
yes, protect the demons they like.

In the rose garden
what do we find?
Find there’s no difference
in the monsters this time
that evil is human
regardless of face
that evil is human
regardless of taste.

Trail v Witch hunt

Everybody loves a witch hunt
helps get rid of all those feelings
every fear you have been feeding
it gives a body to those nightmares
all the darkness we do not dare
ever name it-cause we’re too scared
but then we hunt the witches
burn them down
point our fingers-no way out
tied to the cross
by just a word-titled, labeled
and now your burnt
everybody loves a witch hunt
it’s all catharsis
with no real fuss
of ever learning what the truth was
in the accusations read
it’s twenty years after-
now off with their heads!

No more heroes

Paper dolls and monsters live
prone to acts of quiet violence
demons cull and virgins wail
no one saves themselves
just decorate our hell
we all reap what we sow
we have no heroes while evil grows
no one fights they just lose their souls
paper dolls and monsters live
we lost the fight when we gave in
there’s no justice in this world
those that speak just want the pearls
and we are left with nothing much
no hope for courage this war
we’ve gave up.

Screaming into the dark

Point the finger
scream into the dark
everyone stands together
but what war is being fought?
Destroy that which is
with no semblance of justice
what good is taking things
what good is taking money
has the monster died
or are more victims up and coming?
have you changed the world
or just hidden more clever demons
we applaud the mob
while not killing off the evils.