You lie in bed night after night, wishing people would understand you and your beautiful world, don't you?. God, just shut up. You make me sick.

Well, a lot of people think of me as just a one-dimensional poet who only writes about shallow themes like feces and homelessness. But if you think about it, those are themes that can be very relevant to modern life if portrayed in a mature and responsible way. It's only the people who stop at the surface of my poetry that tend to become angry and confused, when if they'd just open their hearts, they just might find I have some important things to say. It is indeed sad that we've become so materialistic over the past few years. I remember a time when people cared about core values and simpler truths, but with the advent of violence in the media, and toys made of plastics instead of traditional woods, I truly we feel have lost something important and innocent from the fabric of daily society. Jesu be with you.