f@%* the world

fuck the world

i feel
like a rebellious
16 year old boy
with a guitar crashing in my head
and the devil on my mind

i want
to smash a window
and break a few bones
and climb a tree
and just be free

i wish
i had a natural brilliance
maybe i could paint
or draw
or write
or play a sport
or make movies

fed up
of being me
and ranting and raving
and crying into my pillow
and drowning in self pity

somebody save me

the pursuit of "wow"

i hold me back
everytime, raise me this high
and no more

blame it on circumstance
or the wrong choices
or karma?

is it a hole that i cant plug?
im afraid
what if its never enough

im tired now
searching for too long
its either this or that
all or nothing

ready to run away
ready for the big bang
anywhere, somehwere
anywhere but here