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So no one ever taught me how to be a man
And I sit thinking this whilst looking into the palms of my hands
Not writing right now just tracing the lines and the cracks
Some people believe that it's all laid out and this all that we have

My parents decided to believe in a god but I'm done with that now but not the love they pass on
Always time for another
I see the answers like the sun through the fog
Because I was born to enquire listen retort, my problem is I'm too quick to anger and snort and if I can't then this darkness comes and I am all at fault and if I can't then this blackness comes and blots and knots my stomach to tie me to the belly of boat, will it sink or will it float

There's a universe out there and I am just a blimp just a moment in time
Love is patient, love is kind, love is hiding in the hills that are spoke of in the valleys yeah that love is a force to reckon with

I try to quantify love; or give a direct definition. Love is mobile, love can creep. Love is hiding in the food we eat and every tender mouthful is a reminder that love does not need me as much as I need love.

Meant to be or else just be yourself
Be good for all the turmoil
Be good for it will end
Be there and we'll turn it on its head
Be there for good
Be there for poor
Be there for yourself
Be there for me

So pleasant a hello and a crippled goodbye, I don't do well in crowds.

I see the mockery in laughs and you need to understand that I don't like to act to just to shout it out.
I am me not my mental health but I'm sure there's been a billion like me and I will not be the last,
You see I'm done with this mental health but I'm never done with the mind my mind is your mind but I don't trust its train of thought visions of seeing something real just to bring a tear to my eye cos I replayed that night a thousand fucking times, shall we buy vodka? Whiskey? Wine? Perhaps a port and a little WKD side. We'll drink the cheekiest of Vimtos and we'll throw caution to the air.
But I only have that feeling of not knowing what went on so I came back fucking harder than anyone, yeah you took my innocence and I had my way with you, years of fucking time I fucked a hundred fucking finds and now I'm not sure if I ever fucking fucked you over at all
Did you fucking rape me?
Did I not get my words out?
Did I slur my toungue and make a no sound yes?
Did I watch in horror?
Did I even interrupt?
Dear beautiful human how did we even fuck this up?

I need to be grateful, because I can express myself in any way I please and every sense of the world I am so endowed and all so overwhelmed.

Meant to be or else just be yourself
Be good for all the turmoil
Be good for it will end
Be there and we'll turn it on it's head
Be there for good
Be there for poor
Be there for yourself
Be there for me

Sympathised since I could see the sky, and you face up breathing it in, you're worse than that this whole rhymes a flaw of your self-centred self on centre shelf with an enormous grin but you're not proud where you've been got your scars and we won't open the tin to find out your sins your battle is now and always trying to fit in, see they've got turmoils too some on par some subpar your own par is giant on the spectrum can I only hope to live in his victorious shadows of selflessness more moments of love like he was dragging the sled of his kid with one palm in his sons hand and the other with rope wrapped around his broken wrist he is way more god than I see in Genesis and if I can just slow down and learn then maybe I'll be fine and he'll become I and we will both know bliss

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