My views on life

A Poem:

Thoughts and opinions are not the same thing
Everyone has opinions but not everyone has thoughts
Many people speak on subjects they think they understand
But don't have a fucking clue because they're brain-dead

It's the truth. I assure you. Just look around.
And perhaps if you don't see it, you're one of those people
You daring and tattooed miscreant, you edgy mutant
Spewing the same diatribes you've heard your friends spew

What you've become is another trendy lie
Drinking and smoking and popping pills to smother your hopelessness
Reading trendy magazines to define your lifestyle
While being strictly inferior and lying to disguise your dread

My friends are so cool and edgy with ear and tounge rings
This hardly mature but maturely hard obsessive cliche
Our tattoos define us as people and make us so unique
But anything truly unique or daring about us has totally bled out

We continue to traipse through the human landscape
This man-zoo of banality and thoughtlessness
Watching ourselves watch ourselves watch ourselves
And the saddest part is we're all already dead

No I'm not cause I "Grr" and "Roar" and I'm star tattoo girl
And I'm just another fucking lifestyle-obsessed wimp
And I'm depressed and I take Ativan and Xanax and I'm ok now
Even if I cut myself on the weekends and get so trashed I fuck strangers

But even that makes me totally empowered because
I wear rubbers and drink Jagermeister and only fuck guys who look clean
Guys who write and play in bands and have tattoos like me
Guys who have never experienced hardship or have had to fight for protection

Guys so soiled by their haircuts and silver rings that they stink
They stink of same, which is the same stink as piss
Guys that craft their look of rebel with the same cloth every sheep bares
Guys that look down at me just as much as you

Guys so weak they have to pretend to be tough
With tattoos and nipple rings and t-shirts about guitars
Guys so small they feign being big
But haven't read a book since the third grade

And all of these people project their fears and issues externally
And their doctors coddle them and enable this behavior
To foster this creatively benign atmosphere
So all we do is sit and watch MTV or whatever's cooler than MTV
Cause MTV sucks now and we're all too cool to watch it anymore

But fuck the truth of the matter , the heart of the situation
Let's just keep being soft and ignore the fact that we're soft
Because soft is safe and comfortable and simple
And doesn't require any thought at all

And let's keep telling ourselves that we;ere unique and totally awesome
Even though we foster our own worthless state of being
But while we sit in this unforgivable contemptousness
Try to remember that just because we both have tattoos
Doesn't mean we have anything in common.