Not enough to go 'round.

It's healthy to shower. Most people know that. I'm not saying some individuals are incapable to do so, I'm merely implying that some are ignorant of the fact. Maybe its the appealing sensation our senses are attracted to when people don't cleanse themselves regularly. The vibrant shine a person's complexion gains without the occasional wash. The tingly scent that lingers whenever someone not so fresh crosses our path. But what really sets me off, is the attractive way their hair just flows over their profiles, the way you can imagine squeezing the grease out right onto the floor.
Maybe this is the latest fashion in other countries, but i doubt getting action here in the US is gonna be an easy task. So lets all get together, grab ourselves a big ol' bar of sudsy soap and scrub away. Because i have a hunch that this act will bring a ton of joy to the humans all around the world. It will be a new experience for you shower newbies. A new feeling.
A CLEAN feeling.

Disfunctional

Perfect plastic dolls, all sit in a row.
The happiest of lives, at least that's what they show.
They smile with strain as tears fill their eyes,
because they know in their hearts they cant take all the lies.
Straightened backs propped up in a pose,
your jealous of perfection but unaware of whats under your nose.
People say they have class, but of what i can tell,
is your smokescreen isnt holding up very well.

HoLeS

When you say, "You don't ever know what will be around the bend until you get there," it makes complete sense because if "Life has its twists and turns," you don't know what to expect. Some could argue that knowing that plain, simple fact is scary. How will you get anywhere in life?
But agreeing with that would ruin life's fun. Of course there will be the occasional death, lost love, heartbreak, painful time, but why focus on the bad stuff when everything else around you is worth celebrating?

Rare Negativity

Now I'm not saying I'm never a negative person, I'm merely implying that my admiration for the positives in this topsy turvy world are more common than me wanting to put a gun to everyone's head all of the time. Its just that I have nothing to complain about and everything to celebrate. So a rotten attitude would ruin that.
Here I go, making it seem as if I am super care free again. Its not always like that. There ARE grey areas. Its not just today ill wear an outfit that says "Hi, I'm a tremendous slut."
and then the next, ill wear one that says "Hello, would you like a copy of the Watchtower?"
So yes. I can be rude, cranky, irritable, and impatient.
And no. I do not skip around flower feilds tralala-ing, collect money for the homeless, or spend my free time studying for the 50 extra classes i took for "the fun of it"
But i do consider myself a nice person. Which, in turn, explains my rare negativity.

Life's Treasure

I run around the world,
searching for the truth that can never be found.
What is it?
I don't know.
Nobody does.
That's the point.
You can spend your whole life looking for something that is near perfection.
Something that might not even exist.
So why do I waste my time?
Maybe it gives me the one thing that nobody can ever take away from me.
Hope.
And whether I find it or not,
from now until forever,
I will never stop hoping.

What are words to describe my fears?
What could possibly put my insecurities on pure, permanent paper?

Violence and corruption,
when will there be an end?
How can i be supportive for such a choice when i know the dangers that follow?
I see the brave souls sacrificing themselves on the crime filled battlefeild in society.
But i dont want that for you. I want you to be happy and proud of yourself and your choices.
But safety is a concern as well. Ill admit it is out of selfishness that my feelings are so foward.
As I worry about you, i worry about me, our future, my composure.
I pray that one day, i will be comfortable with the fact that you are so detirmined to be someone of importance.
You are full of goodness and compassion. I am proud of your dreams.
So do what you want. What you feel is right. Because i will always be there at the end of the day.
Just promise you will keep coming home to me.

Food feelings

Talking about lemons could be considered a normal, yet boring conversation. But I cant stand the subject. It's horrible sour taste creeps up into my mind and makes me feel the tartness on the sides of my mouth. It angers me to the end of the earth, that even when i am not eating them, they can get to me. Their evil nectar just taints all other ingredients and makes them undesirable. They have a bright yellow disguise to hide their devlish core of sour. I hate them with a firey passion that burns with every sip, bite, or slurp I take.

Lemons suck.