Im Dominick.
I like animals, partying, the sun, food,
friends, rock n roll, and a little rap here and there.
My world is so quirky and uncanny,
I couldn't even begin to explain to you what I see when I look off into space.
My attitude is forever punk rock,
but is that the problem?
I connect with people on some type of level, yet there isnt anyone on my plane.
Im not saying Im above or below anyone,
Im just over here and all of yall are over there.
All the way over there.
I recently started listening to My Chemical Romance's newest album,
Danger Days: The Faboulous Lives of The Killjoys
(which I highly recommend. GO OUT AND BUY),
and I really love the songs because they feel like me or vice versa.
Every song is about freedom, standing up against overwhelming odds, having fun, and just being out.
My life is an accelerated trans-am car on a desert highway, breaking way over the red line on E.
I worry about the now because the future is secondary-the aftermath.
Where is my other half?
I mean Mel is pretty much there, but she is kinda reserved.
Is there anyone more accelerated than me?
Sometimes, I know Im too "punk rock" to be coupled in with the people at my school.
I just wanna go fast and laugh hard with an open sky beaming that giant ball of heated radiation down on my scalp.
Everyone else wants to smoke and take "kush naps".
Does the lack of chains make me a slave to alienation?
I cant conform. Its too hard.
I cant slow down. Its too late.
I dont tripp though. Its just one of those things you think about when you're on the go.
Im always on the go.
People eat my dust.
Am I too much?
Later Days
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