**A rather sarcastic song lyric I wrote February 1996. I never did write any music for it, but I always imagined it with a Nine Inch Nails sort of sound.**
So you want to be a poet, boy?
So you want to be an artist, boy?
So you want to know true love, boy?
A little masochist inside yourself
Is the burning ember on the shelf
You may die in cynicism
Thinking self destruction is the path to wisdom
Never forget your pleasures or pains
But don’t allow yourself the meagerest gains
Contemplate and over-analyze everything
Enlightenment comes of suffering
So you want to be good, boy?
So you want to taste brilliance, boy?
You say you want to know the answers, boy?