tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74476557087403652062011-04-21T17:08:13.221-07:00Moose Drinking Waterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14932822697089343763noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447655708740365206.post-23885075324021433522009-05-05T13:50:00.000-07:002009-05-05T13:52:59.395-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My whole life I’ve been stuck on this assembly line<br />They tell me when it’s over I will be fine<br />But for some reason I don’t believe it<br />I want to control my own life and get up and leave it<br /><br />First it gave me all sorts of rules<br />And then it shipped me off to school<br />Next it told me what is right and wrong<br />While it pushed my along with a cattle prong<br /><br />It is always operating on my mind<br />While it contaminates my heart to make sure I don’t shine<br />I can already feel its horrible work<br />But in my mind escape plans still lurk<br /><br />Everybody else just follows along<br />But I don’t want to be stuck in this planned out song<br />But if I jump of this machine that makes me fit in<br />They’ll throw me in the loony bin<br />I want to get off this assembly line and enjoy my life<br />But what they’ll do then will cause great strife<br />The things they’ll do if I escape make me worry<br />But it’s worth it just to plan my own journey<br />To get out of this system takes great courage<br />But if I do my heart will flourish<br /><br />I need to use my brain while I still have it<br />You never know when the machine will spring up and grab it<br />Maybe they’re right and I’m insane<br />Or maybe the assembly line has already replaced their brains<br /> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7447655708740365206-2388507532402143352?l=moosedrinkingwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Moose Drinking Waterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14932822697089343763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7447655708740365206.post-82262331087743995182009-05-05T13:48:00.000-07:002009-05-05T13:50:44.396-07:00<div align="left">My Deep Angry Poem<br /><br />Everyone tells me to be myself<br />But I want to call everyone a stupid short elf<br />Everyone tells me to follow my heart<br />But all I want to do is eat chips and drink pop and fart<br />Everyone tells me to follow my dreams<br />But I want to punch them until they burst at the seams<br />Everyone tells me to think on my own<br />But I want everyone to follow my commands while I sit on a golden throne<br />Everyone tells me to be my own man<br />But I want to stick their heads in the sand<br /><br />If I did whatever I wanted<br />I’d end up on the list of “Most Wanted”<br />If I said whatever I thought<br />I’d end up beaten or shot<br />I’m receiving mixed messages right now<br />Do I do the things people expect or call everyone a big fat cow<br /><br />It’s not that I’m all bad you see<br />There is actually a quite large good side in me<br />But the dark side speaks much much louder<br />It takes much less wisdom and love and in the end it gives you much much more power<br /><br />It’s one thing to ask if I’ll do what’s expected<br />Or if I will do whatever I have elected<br />But it’s a whole different story to find which emotions I follow<br />Part of me wants to help others at whatever expense but another wants to do what’s best for me, even if it causes others great sorrow<br />There are so many feelings that flow inside me<br />In the end the person I become will be from which feelings I follow along with which way the wind guides me<br /><br /><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7447655708740365206-8226233108774399518?l=moosedrinkingwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Moose Drinking Waterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14932822697089343763noreply@blogger.com0