W

Dear sir,
I thought about writing this down
And burying it with your grave
But I don't know where that is
I hope it's under an apple tree
I wanted you to know
That I believe you'd meet me for a drink
And we could laugh about
Well...
Everything.
Yours,
Friend.

V

I remember sneaking through your window for sex late one night
I crawled through the phone earlier to warn you I was coming over
You told me to be quiet when shutting my car door
But I forgot and the kids woke up
I didn't care
I decided to go to sleep instead
Right next to you
Where it was warm.

U

I need self-help
From myself
But sadly, I am not
Well versed in the subject.

T

Hip, hip
It's hard to stay hip
When you're lost in a crowd for days
Click, click
Everybody's got their cliques
Sniffing drugs or drinking when they wake
It's a mistake!
Or haven't you heard
That you drove your friends away
Needed help, pass them a sip
It worked for you, it can work for them too
Why talk, why communicate at all
Aren't we all just having a blast getting fucked up
On Tuesday mornings?

S

There is a chance that the world may end any day now
And that is scary.