Tonight

Tonight i write to myself,

i would speak to myself but 

i can't stand my voice for too 

long, i wish I could be proud 

of myself, 

I have a feeling that the world 

is waking up, I hope that i'm 

in sync -- i downloaded the 

the latest software, i didn't 

want to pay so i might have 

a virus.  I might be a virus. 

A virus is writing this right 

now.

Let this be a prayer to 

those that wish that I fail,

to those that never tried, 

to understand, to remember, 

to forgive, to forget, to regret and

and to ponder

I'm surrounded by my fears, 

and yours on top of them,  please

let them breath, 

tonight at least, so I can hear 

myself -- writing to myself, 

it can be like a remix of an 

old song that i use to listen 

to when i forgot how to love. 

hopefully i can remember soon. 

I can retrace my steps, follow 

the stench of my frown. from

one corner of my mouth to 

the other

surely it leads to that place

where I find an empty chair, 

to ponder, under the sounds 

of nature, under the pressure 

of greatness -- ya, thats the 

place for me.  I can't wait 

until I write to myself.  I can't

wait to be free.

or at least $free99,
on a shelf somewhere, waiting for
someone to take me home and feed
me chocolate that tastes like me,
so i can finally see how tasty i am

its going to be a good write 

about where i'm at, where I 

want to go, what i did, 

and maybe what i want to 

eat in the morning. 

cuz thats where the problems 

start,  i'm hungry for inspiration, 

seeking it like tired feet seek 

a seat on the subway.  Like 

a sheet of paper starves for 

ink, like a piece of meat 

yearns for the rest of his 

homies.  Will you cook 

me right?  I doubt it. 

I'll talk about it tho, believe me,

I'll do all this and more,
when I write to myself.