Took it from my friend's post:

make peace with an open heart
make peace with an open heart
i wish i can fulfill that part
it's hard and that i really know
that's why it's gonna be my goal
for now i'll write some silly shit
i'm bored of doing naught but sit
upon a butt that's growing bigger
intent upon destroying my figure
i know i've none but here i must say
to imagination, i'm but a prey
one day i am a flower, another day a tree
one day i'm prisoner, another day i'm free
you ask what holy crap this is
i'll say it's holistic rubbish
i'm mad, you're mad, oh why deny it
life is as fleeting as it fleets!
it fleets to the front and fleets to the side
it fleets to the back and fleets on a ride
time is the accomplice, that engineer
of wrinkles and a flabby rear
just embrace that whitish exterior
the sage, the age, let's have no fear

O loony is my heritage
you say, "cage her in IMH!"
scientists will tell you it's the genes
that nothing's simple as it seems
well i spent 4 years in N*S
ask anyone, ask all my friends
you need insanity to survive
to rise above the pain and strife
that's the secret why we're still alive
worry and stress are part of life
you either come to terms with it
or chew your senses bit by bit
so i hope i'll grow some wisdom soon
let love and peace and courage bloom
beautiful life i'll fleet with it
and fleet and flirt and flirt and fleet!
This poem has gone quite out of hand
who knows where it's going to end
far off in mars, or the galaxy's edge
lost in the realms of xy's head