ode

i'm happy to be your friend
you cheer me up
this is all i want
you've got me forever
i don't fear the weather
sun on my back or the clouds above me
i'm clean forever
look my nightmares in the eyes
and tell her i'm making my turn
set free of wanton agendas
free as a miracle
all i've squandered doesn't compare
i mean i've got a clear conscience
i've got good music
and we're still friends

i'll miss everyone

era after era
error after error
the junkie breathes on
smiles at another crack of dawn
limber up and shake this sullenness off
now gonna have to favour a trade
so ya'll all gonna get pretence
no amount of drugs gonna fade my cynical vigour
i believe so i'll deceive
this isn't an infatuation
the world owes me one
i've taken my lessons
today i graduate and be counted
this is me stripped off fear
this is me plying my antics
i'll walk my line
dotted or connected or concocted
i'm here.

comeback

i love life
i live poor
looks like i'm making it
i like the 60's
i like the 90's
i even like it right now
i restored myself last night
i shake off the bollocks like autumn leaves
the stories you heard are just urban legends
look me in the eye and tell me this isn't a flourish
and you'll be able to hear my tunes long as mam's 'round
hail her man
you know man!!!!
......the sun on your bare shoulders come for free
...........but you still need to steer to feel magical
i am my own
fantastically possessed by a mythical overseer
i've even given up toying with the guitar
i am ready.

11:47 p:m 17th january 2005

speak of me
all about me
sing to me
a song about me
a place in heaven
a place in hell
place me anywhere
over the air
i'm over there
and i'm near
i'm everywhere
a place in heaven
a place in hell
place me anywhere
i must just
...love myself
a narcissist
a selfish man
there was yesterday to thank god for,
now there's today for whatever my plans
a place in heaven
a place in hell
place me anywhere



baby.

11:17 p:m 12th january 2005

feeling blue on......
yesterday's feeling
left it with a bothersome
pleasure,
feeling used on
yesterday's feeling,
would have had a better
time to talk,
drugged with foreign
chemical alien,
sleeping for tomorrow
to show,
all's left, and i'm dizzy
pissed dazed
all's left, im fleeing the
DAY
all' left, i'm feeing the
DAY
pass the time with a
friend of mine,
take her time and make it mine
she's gold and silver
whatever it means
i'm going someplace
out of this race

""MET""

01:01 p:m 23rd february 2004

my best,on your words
when you sit and talk
designing your breath

i ask you for a thing
you give me pleasant
wings
generating generosity

sharing air we don't
know
feeling different
altogether
loving each other

these are lies of a liar
who's got no desires
just playing the vain


- METAO EZUNG-

shit AM;;;21st thru 22nd oct 2004

do without your trend
and bring out the rain
or bring in the sunshine
need for a white house
house for a pass out
so long for a doubt
i'm just moving with the psychedelia memory
you were here solving pieces of my story
missing out and living different lives
on or own to stay alive
felt and named a name
with a dry tongue riddle
for while i'm here awhile
life,life the nocturne strip search for the tune
experience your time.
METAO EZUNG (1983-2005)

tongue-in-cheek

you're my enemy gravity
i don't wanna come down
i only wanna ascend
there ain't any mercy floating 'bout in the skies so i can't cushion my thud
can you see me???
my finest sleekest suit??
i'm just defected any which way
diving down to earth
my ensemble;;;;;;;step-son to friction
break bones this comedown
this episode gonna leave me devoid of thought
ain't gonna be any jottings henceforth
and what music do i got in my earpiece as i break speed
....tracy bonham's ----- angel,won't you come down?
hilariously tragically ironic

friday night burn summed up on a loathsome sunday

all of my 5 senses
all of my 5 restraints
exchanged pleasantries with a flower
squandered my charms and wishes
now hea in my room feeling so stupid
dried up and fragile
.......i could die if i make one physical endeavor
just lie in my bed and listen to music man!!!!
the dealer is the enemy
and now that i've identified the menace
my heart beat is getting more industrious
i'm even gonna clip my nails later
......yea later everything every time
habits make a man but i swear my habits are just miscellaneous
poor boys are warm to rich boys
rich boys emanate warmth in a certain trajectory
the hell with my lines
time to post it up.......hahahaha

a page from my stealth notebook

best friend died of a drug overdose
and i can't mourn cause i'm so underdosed
his angelic soul floating above me sympathises my plight
but cheers bud .......you're off the hook now
i might lament hea forever but yer sojourn ......you've done expressing
expressive as i might wanna inculcate into my show
no one cares
never thought i'd live past 25.....and then i fancied the great gig in the sky
but well man
......no guts no drive......not clinically evolved
i'm grounded hea plying my endearing skits
make ya'll laugh........yea right
i'm a sorry lament
grunt my refrains......and man they're getting louder everytime
the only thing working for me is running
plant rubber kisses on the treadmill all day
one day i'll turn around with my decayed mind
..............if only i could rule the world

loners inquest

pick her up
she's my kind
young and naive
i can impart vicious notions
very easy to access 'em with my potions
i'm just a manchild
i got no restraint
i got no therapeutic decisiveness
oh i'm just so lost man
life is so tiresome
fucking struggle
it's hard to stand erect
it's all in the mind the naysayers say
calmly i go about my dose
i'm just so contend being alone
i play no part in the social niceties
i dive dive sin and sin
.......well that's what they say
me against all you moral adherents
fun right?????
ya'll can take me out with a mongolian chop
i'd lay moaning
and if i move on
......nobody will miss me.

7 long days with no clue......wit got molested

friends aren't friends.....and i'm no friend either......very preoccupied with my sojourn.....i'll
never fathom so i don't want it either.......social star.....class hierarchy.....and i'm never even gonna graduate from the school of hard knocks....fuck that imaginary crown......i hate so many people.......there just ain't enough simple digital mother fuckers around these days.......for me it's just music and keeping healthy......but it's gonna take me sometime to get back to top form cause i fooking relapsed sometime back for bout 7 or 8 kicks.....boo hoo.......and hip hip hip hip hurrah..........every other people is lame.......i'm only just contradictory.........pure as pure can be,,,,i am............kidding aside....my issues are minor....fuck wokha!!!!

forlornly handsome

i like sin
i'm into reveries
wake me up with a pin prick
a burst of maroon......i'll lick it
i hate science
i loathe philosophy
i revere being debauched
please see thru me
assimilate into my being
it's just so meaningless
i'm so big
........but the universe ain't got a big enough word for description
i'll die young in jest
it'll be plain and the mild catharsis will be my finger salute