god, i don't even know what to say right now. i'm at a loss for words.
i feel like watching a bunch of movies, vegging out, and thinking about nothing in general.
today is a good day, don't get me wrong. i guess i'm rather perplexed of my dreams. i havn't been dreaming much for the last year, and lately i've had many dreams...all very vivid and realistic. some of them have been beautiful, and others have been....wow.
like the war dreams. i keep having war dreams.
the apocalypse of our existance.
our smiling president waving his american flag, his dumb grin pressing through to the point that when i close my eyes, i still see the last scene of the dream. that last grin. that last bomb going down.
part of me wonders why i can't let this dream go, but then again...why shouldn't i?
therefore, this is the beginning of the song i wrote for the dream. i wrote this on sunday when i was walking downtown back to my car...
i have your patriotic ribbon on the back of my car
it lets me off the hook for putting you anywhere at all
it gives me lienency for changing my daily chores
it helps to kill people overseas and get the oil back in my stores
i can only be friends with those of magnetic personalities
i can only be friends with those driving necessary commodities
don't pressure me to change, i'm in love with myself
don't pressure me to change, my ribbon tells all that isn't felt
i have your patriotic ribbon on the holes within my heart
it seals away any traces of what i feel at all
it explains anything that i havn't looked within myself to know
it takes away my freedoms so that there's nothing more to show
i can only be friends with those of magnetic personalities
i can only be friends with those driving necessary commodities
don't pressure me to change, i'm in love with myself
don't pressure me to change, my ribbon tells all that isn't felt
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