ISLAND OF THE MISFIT BOY by Front Porch Step

I love to sleep because i pretend that i’m dead, but i hate waking up, ‘cause it’s hard to forget that i’ve lost all control of this life that i’ve held so dear. I wait for the bus but i’m not on the bench. I’m just spread across the ground making friends with cement. hoping that the bus won’t miss me when it comes my way.
Well i made a few jokes and they said they weren’t funny. i tried to force a smile but they said it was ugly. I TRIED TO MAKE A FRIEND BUT NO ONE WAS A FRIEND TO ME. Poured my heart to a girl and it went on the floor, and i asked her what she wanted, and she said she wanted more. i tried to find a lover, all i found was an enemy.

Well i stand in front of the mirror and look at myself and i don’t make a sound but my eyes scream out help. and i start to struggle to hold myself back from thrusting my heart straight through the fucking glass. and im tired of falling for girls that don’t care, and breaking my back just to make them aware that i’m more than depressed, and their time won’t be wasted, But i am just a broken boy that no one wants to play with.

Now i’m lost in this hole and i’m sure i am stuck, and i cant run away ‘cause i’m lazy as fuck. And i sit on the floor as i gather my thoughts, and their full of broken promises that only piss me off. Well i lost control when i was only a boy. The world taught me angst when i deserved joy. Now im breaking down as i struggle to breathe, ‘cause i believe in a God that won’t believe in me”.

Front Porch Step Island Of The Misfit Boy I TRIED TO MAKE A FRIEND BUT NO ONE WAS A FRIEND TO ME

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CEMENT ECLIPSES @ CHIAPAS MEXICO

Artist Isaac Cordal (tumblr / facebook) - “With the simple act of miniaturization and thoughtful placement, Isaac Cordal magically expands the imagination of pedestrians finding his sculptures on the street. Cement Eclipses is a critical definition of our behavior as a social mass. The art work intends to catch the attention on our devalued relation with the nature through a critical look to the collateral effects of our evolution. With the master touch of a stage director, the figures are placed in locations that quickly open doors to other worlds. The scenes zoom in the routine tasks of the contemporary human being”.

(via odofemi)