Friday, March 23, 2012

American Bleeder

American Bleeder 3/23/2012
By Robert MacManus

American Bleeder
Always hurting himself
American Bleeder
Reckless and defiant.

American Bleeder
Writing words words of wisdom
American Bleeder
Kicking out the windows
And breaking down the walls.

Always living outside the lines
And always changing the game
Unleashing his passions
In a million different ways.

Haunting all the deserted places
With spray paint in his hand
Making something out of nothing
In words, pictures, and sound.

But if there is one thing
That none of us need
Its someone else’s opinion
And someone else’s cure.

American Bleeder
Bouncing out of town
Always going somewhere different
And splattering himself around.

No one lives forever
And no one knows it all
So what does it matter?
How we live
Or what I choose.

Life is short
And the world is dead
So we might as well live
In the boldest of colors.

Spending ourselves
In the pursuit of the authentic
Finding the perfect curve
And looping back over again.

American Bleeder
Writing down the words
Like a poet or a prophet
True as we always were.

Just because we don’t agree
Doesn’t make me wrong
And just because I am different
Doesn’t make me dumb.

Some people love to analyze
But they’re only fooling themselves
Just repeating what they heard
And wasting all their breath.

Can’t they see
That it’s all turned to shit
And the world is upside down
Or are they just scared
To see what they have done.

American Bleeder
This is for you and me
American Bleeder
Let’s get out of here
And get out fast.

American Bleeder
We don’t need an excuse
And no, there is no reason
For any fake apologies.

Run through the fire
Fearless and free
Because to settle for less
Is to die and die again.

Say whatever you want
And do whatever you please
Because this is my world also
And I am not scared.

And we can dance to armegeddon
And watch the rubble bounce
Laughing at the fire
Untouched and invincible.

Shout and scream the truth
And write the words
For everyone to see
Because now is the time
To get out of here.

American Bleeder
Both you and me
American Bleeder
Pure, wild,and free.

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