I am plain Jane’s reincarnated mutated

Offspring and I am proud of the cloud

Of insecurities that circle my ego.

It is time to go, to get going.

The air is glowing

Shinning sound resonating through

The many cavities of my skull.

Reminding me of everything I was

And everything I’ll become.

My name is the same.

I am the all powerful masterful tragedy

With gum stuck to my shoes

The nights are warm the days are cool

And I am the teacher of my own school

The center of my mind is the church of the divine

Surrendering my thoughts to the soulless happy saps

Prancing through life with a shameless indignity

Being normal is my hell

Ring my bell

Ring my bell

Sell the lies

You hold

So lost

Your eyes contain

That thing

You must forget

Before you get

Shut in

Like a dirty captive

In a beautiful

Aesthetic

Misfortune