Youth Is Overrated
Youth
Is overrated
People
Like wine
Get better with age
Or at least
They should
The thing is
With youth
You think you know something
And you might
But it’s not until you’re older
You KNOW
When you know something
There are advantages
And disadvantages
To both
Ignorance
Is bliss
And next
To godliness
But with the wisdom
That comes with age
Is giving zero fucks
Trying
Without caring
Caring
Without trying
You don’t really
Find your voice
Until after
You’ve ruined it
With booze
And cigarettes
It’s only then
You can speak
Or sing
And convince
Anyone
Of anything
Punk
Is not punk
It’s jazz
For it’s only when
You know WHY
To play the “wrong” note
That you’re an artist
So live it all
In real time
Death
Will come
Soon enough
Like an overdose
Or too much of a good thing
No reason
To waste your life
Anticipating the end
Of the book
When you’re only
On Chapter 2
Or even the last page
Remember
The best tasting cigarette
Is the last drag
Right after
The Sign of the Cross
Before the firing squad
Shoots
So take it all in
All of it
In bite sizes
The good
Bad
Beautiful
And ugly
The one
That got away
The love
Yet to invade your life
From zero point
With no permission
For no reason
Don’t keep score
Don’t measure success
Failure is the greatest teacher
And don’t count the cost
Or the reward (if there is any)
If you can put a price on it
It ain’t worth shit
Live
Like you’ve already died
And even the most
Ordinary
And mundane
Things
Will inspire
Live
Fucking live
For you never know
When you will hear
The creator of this world
Scream
“Fire!”
—
22 June 2019
4:00PM
Is overrated
People
Like wine
Get better with age
Or at least
They should
The thing is
With youth
You think you know something
And you might
But it’s not until you’re older
You KNOW
When you know something
There are advantages
And disadvantages
To both
Ignorance
Is bliss
And next
To godliness
But with the wisdom
That comes with age
Is giving zero fucks
Trying
Without caring
Caring
Without trying
You don’t really
Find your voice
Until after
You’ve ruined it
With booze
And cigarettes
It’s only then
You can speak
Or sing
And convince
Anyone
Of anything
Punk
Is not punk
It’s jazz
For it’s only when
You know WHY
To play the “wrong” note
That you’re an artist
So live it all
In real time
Death
Will come
Soon enough
Like an overdose
Or too much of a good thing
No reason
To waste your life
Anticipating the end
Of the book
When you’re only
On Chapter 2
Or even the last page
Remember
The best tasting cigarette
Is the last drag
Right after
The Sign of the Cross
Before the firing squad
Shoots
So take it all in
All of it
In bite sizes
The good
Bad
Beautiful
And ugly
The one
That got away
The love
Yet to invade your life
From zero point
With no permission
For no reason
Don’t keep score
Don’t measure success
Failure is the greatest teacher
And don’t count the cost
Or the reward (if there is any)
If you can put a price on it
It ain’t worth shit
Live
Like you’ve already died
And even the most
Ordinary
And mundane
Things
Will inspire
Live
Fucking live
For you never know
When you will hear
The creator of this world
Scream
“Fire!”
—
22 June 2019
4:00PM