Singing songs to the hourglass
To make time stop
Sand draining through its core
Down it'll drop
Forever moving forward and
Never looking back
Always seeping into every
Single little crack
Bringing us here to see
The glorious view below
See the signs of time react
In forms of rain and snow
Dropping as the sand does now
And never falling up
Time will always be here to stay
This I do not make up
So through your most happiest moment
And even through through your dismay
Take it for what it is worth to you
And live your life today
Snow Day
Standing by the window with the moon up high
Watching the light from the cars drift on by
Snow falling down from the heavens above
Snow so white like the color of a dove
It blankets the ground with a soft touch
I love the snow, but driving in it, not so much
Next morning, I awake with the normal dismay
Until I find out the report that it's a SNOW DAY!
I grab my jacket, my boots, my sled
My gloves, and my hat, that goes over my head
I run for the door, but it isn't too long
When my mom comes forth, humming a song
She hands me a shovel, and says "Son"
When she says that, I know something's not fun
I shovel the driveway before I can play
But when I'm done I do so all day
I built a snowman from the powdery mess
And made snow angels, with wings and a dress
I sledded down the longest trail
And wiped out with an epic fail
But I drug my sled up and again I went
And drove into my snowman, which I named Kent
Then I took some snow and built an igloo
However small, it could only fit two
And as the day went on my energy depleted
Into my house me and my friends retreated
We drank us some hot cocoa and had us some lunch
Then I went back outside with the rest of the bunch
We played all day and into the night
Until it got so dark there was no light
We all went back home to our warm and cozy beds
And we closed our eyes and laid down our heads
Oh what fun times we had today
And in our memories they'll stay
Watching the light from the cars drift on by
Snow falling down from the heavens above
Snow so white like the color of a dove
It blankets the ground with a soft touch
I love the snow, but driving in it, not so much
Next morning, I awake with the normal dismay
Until I find out the report that it's a SNOW DAY!
I grab my jacket, my boots, my sled
My gloves, and my hat, that goes over my head
I run for the door, but it isn't too long
When my mom comes forth, humming a song
She hands me a shovel, and says "Son"
When she says that, I know something's not fun
I shovel the driveway before I can play
But when I'm done I do so all day
I built a snowman from the powdery mess
And made snow angels, with wings and a dress
I sledded down the longest trail
And wiped out with an epic fail
But I drug my sled up and again I went
And drove into my snowman, which I named Kent
Then I took some snow and built an igloo
However small, it could only fit two
And as the day went on my energy depleted
Into my house me and my friends retreated
We drank us some hot cocoa and had us some lunch
Then I went back outside with the rest of the bunch
We played all day and into the night
Until it got so dark there was no light
We all went back home to our warm and cozy beds
And we closed our eyes and laid down our heads
Oh what fun times we had today
And in our memories they'll stay
Sleep Tonight
Sleep tonight
For tomorrow will be a new day
End the fight
Oh, tomorrow we'll find a way
Earn the right
And tomorrow we will make it stay
Feel the might
And tomorrow, and tomorrow, will fade away.
For tomorrow will be a new day
End the fight
Oh, tomorrow we'll find a way
Earn the right
And tomorrow we will make it stay
Feel the might
And tomorrow, and tomorrow, will fade away.
See What Be
Lost not found
Downward bound
With no sound
Underground
Forever more
An open sore
Such a chore
Such a bore
Never known
Never shown
Over thrown
Under tone
Listen in
Air is thin
Recycle bin
Busted chin
No more time
Lemon-lime
Sour chime
So sublime
Time to go
Do not show
Way to blow
Always so
Let us see
How it'll be
Count to three
It's just me
Broken host
Here's the toast
Eat the roast
Write a post
I'm done here
Full of fear
Cannot hear
Anyone cheer
Downward bound
With no sound
Underground
Forever more
An open sore
Such a chore
Such a bore
Never known
Never shown
Over thrown
Under tone
Listen in
Air is thin
Recycle bin
Busted chin
No more time
Lemon-lime
Sour chime
So sublime
Time to go
Do not show
Way to blow
Always so
Let us see
How it'll be
Count to three
It's just me
Broken host
Here's the toast
Eat the roast
Write a post
I'm done here
Full of fear
Cannot hear
Anyone cheer
Happy Alligators Cry To Me
A ticking tocking time bomb
To set things into motion.
Riding on a roller coaster
To share with your emotion.
Living day to day
Without a penny more.
Watching an auto crash
By the sea shore.
Living by the book like
Dancing acid rain.
Watching them give up
To take away the pain.
Lonely fire flies glow
As to watch the trees fall.
Never one to please
A ghostly dining hall.
Give your blood to war
To die a natural peace.
Give up your coat
And dawn your warm fleece.
Day to day, the sun dawns
And the moon doth rise.
Watching people stare
Through their blank and evil eyes.
Never one to be
A fiery water can.
Always one to want
A boiling frying pan.
Sit still
Don't look this way.
Thunder bolts
Have gone away.
To set things into motion.
Riding on a roller coaster
To share with your emotion.
Living day to day
Without a penny more.
Watching an auto crash
By the sea shore.
Living by the book like
Dancing acid rain.
Watching them give up
To take away the pain.
Lonely fire flies glow
As to watch the trees fall.
Never one to please
A ghostly dining hall.
Give your blood to war
To die a natural peace.
Give up your coat
And dawn your warm fleece.
Day to day, the sun dawns
And the moon doth rise.
Watching people stare
Through their blank and evil eyes.
Never one to be
A fiery water can.
Always one to want
A boiling frying pan.
Sit still
Don't look this way.
Thunder bolts
Have gone away.
Beautiful Life
Eyes drifting peacefully in a cargo van
Sitting alone next to my main man
Living off the energy of those close by
Watching living colors travel in the sky
In sync with those who really care
Shaving heads so that they're bare
Voting for who will lead class of '08
Waiting in line for the next freight
Seeing the tears of a lonely man
Making fun of the people I'm no better than
Giving your kids a good night kiss
Those people in your life you'll always miss
Living the dream, or so you thought
Look at the good when your heart is distraught
Feel the hearts of those around
Feel the earthquake shatter the ground
Smell the roses day after day
Smell the same roses rotting away
Taste the sweetness of charm
Taste the bitterness of the swarm
See the girl with the breeze in her hair
See the boy fall from his chair
The good, the bad, there will always be
And all of them happen to you and me
Events and Emotions make our life's worth
Giving new reason to another one's birth
Let the new live to see the day
Give life a chance to make it's way
The beauty of it all
Can break down your wall
One of life's most precious gifts
Is when your love makes that life live.
Sitting alone next to my main man
Living off the energy of those close by
Watching living colors travel in the sky
In sync with those who really care
Shaving heads so that they're bare
Voting for who will lead class of '08
Waiting in line for the next freight
Seeing the tears of a lonely man
Making fun of the people I'm no better than
Giving your kids a good night kiss
Those people in your life you'll always miss
Living the dream, or so you thought
Look at the good when your heart is distraught
Feel the hearts of those around
Feel the earthquake shatter the ground
Smell the roses day after day
Smell the same roses rotting away
Taste the sweetness of charm
Taste the bitterness of the swarm
See the girl with the breeze in her hair
See the boy fall from his chair
The good, the bad, there will always be
And all of them happen to you and me
Events and Emotions make our life's worth
Giving new reason to another one's birth
Let the new live to see the day
Give life a chance to make it's way
The beauty of it all
Can break down your wall
One of life's most precious gifts
Is when your love makes that life live.
I am who I am... And that is?
Sitting alone watching the clock
Waiting for the moment to come
When all the bad turns to good
When that time will come
I'm not quite sure
I sit and wait with no room to breathe
Left alone to my own thoughts
On what to do with my life
I try this and that to make it work
With no success because they're not me
I am me and that's all I know
I wish I knew more, but is there?
Let me lead you into my train of thought
You see a man, I see a hero
You see a clock, I see an hourglass
You see a rock, I see a planet
My imagination is large, and sometimes overwhelming
But it opens worlds beyond our own
The worlds I see are full of awe
With people that teleport and fly
With cities in trees and alleyways in basements
With ghosts in towers and hounds in the night
With light that fights the darkness
And the light that always prevails
My dreams are part of who I am
I am who I always will be
And a time will come
When I'll know all of who I am
And when that time does come
I'll finally be at peace
Waiting for the moment to come
When all the bad turns to good
When that time will come
I'm not quite sure
I sit and wait with no room to breathe
Left alone to my own thoughts
On what to do with my life
I try this and that to make it work
With no success because they're not me
I am me and that's all I know
I wish I knew more, but is there?
Let me lead you into my train of thought
You see a man, I see a hero
You see a clock, I see an hourglass
You see a rock, I see a planet
My imagination is large, and sometimes overwhelming
But it opens worlds beyond our own
The worlds I see are full of awe
With people that teleport and fly
With cities in trees and alleyways in basements
With ghosts in towers and hounds in the night
With light that fights the darkness
And the light that always prevails
My dreams are part of who I am
I am who I always will be
And a time will come
When I'll know all of who I am
And when that time does come
I'll finally be at peace
Thinking Alone
Sitting alone in the darkness of my mind
Leaving everything in the world behind
Thinking of what I should do.
I've taken some time to think about life
And how it's been cut away with a knife
And it's me that has to get it back.
I've dealt with struggle, I've dealt with pain
But I've still never danced in the rain
And with the time I have left, could I still?
I've seen the others, so happy and bright
Seeming as though they never have to fight
But I know I do, It's all I do, and all I could ever do.
Seeing the world through another's eyes
Seeing things differently is no surprise
And understanding ensues.
If I could, only for a moment, I would
And if it is my path in life, I should
But is it? I don't know.
Walking the halls and corridors
Everyday, such a chore
Never the less, it must be done.
You must think about life and all it will bring
From the time you can talk to when the wedding bells ring
Think about your past, present, and future.
A day will rise when you know what to do
When God comes down and beckons for you
To do his work, in his righteous way
Without complaints, without pay
Where will you be when that day comes
When trumpets sound along with drums
And your time to tell what you have done
To no one else, but the righteous one
The day will come, I know this true
And I hope on that day, I'll be with you
But until then, here I stand
Waiting for your outstretched hand
Leaving everything in the world behind
Thinking of what I should do.
I've taken some time to think about life
And how it's been cut away with a knife
And it's me that has to get it back.
I've dealt with struggle, I've dealt with pain
But I've still never danced in the rain
And with the time I have left, could I still?
I've seen the others, so happy and bright
Seeming as though they never have to fight
But I know I do, It's all I do, and all I could ever do.
Seeing the world through another's eyes
Seeing things differently is no surprise
And understanding ensues.
If I could, only for a moment, I would
And if it is my path in life, I should
But is it? I don't know.
Walking the halls and corridors
Everyday, such a chore
Never the less, it must be done.
You must think about life and all it will bring
From the time you can talk to when the wedding bells ring
Think about your past, present, and future.
A day will rise when you know what to do
When God comes down and beckons for you
To do his work, in his righteous way
Without complaints, without pay
Where will you be when that day comes
When trumpets sound along with drums
And your time to tell what you have done
To no one else, but the righteous one
The day will come, I know this true
And I hope on that day, I'll be with you
But until then, here I stand
Waiting for your outstretched hand
Procrastination
Time drags on and still no end
And don't even try to pretend
Don't act like you've got nothing to do
Because you know it has to be done too
The day draws on and it's still not done
The amount of which is finished is none
I should get to it
I can't just quit
My education at stake
I begin to flake
And think about getting a move on
Even though my patience is gone
Procrastination strikes again
On the souls of men
Keeping them from their work
What a non-physical jerk
And don't even try to pretend
Don't act like you've got nothing to do
Because you know it has to be done too
The day draws on and it's still not done
The amount of which is finished is none
I should get to it
I can't just quit
My education at stake
I begin to flake
And think about getting a move on
Even though my patience is gone
Procrastination strikes again
On the souls of men
Keeping them from their work
What a non-physical jerk
Help?!
I wish I knew
What to do
To make my life
Go where I want it to.
I do what I'm told
I try to be bold
I take things in strife
And respect the old
From day to day
I try to get my way
But then someone comes along
And steals it all away.
I wish things could be easy
But not so much cheesy
Like they are in a song
But not so much sleazy
Could someone help me out
And show me where to go
Sometimes I just want to shout
Because they aren't so
What to do
To make my life
Go where I want it to.
I do what I'm told
I try to be bold
I take things in strife
And respect the old
From day to day
I try to get my way
But then someone comes along
And steals it all away.
I wish things could be easy
But not so much cheesy
Like they are in a song
But not so much sleazy
Could someone help me out
And show me where to go
Sometimes I just want to shout
Because they aren't so
IT'S LATE!
It's late, I'm tired,
Yet slightly wired
Looking for something to do
No sleep, no sound,
No bag to pound
And not thinking about sleep
Check one, check two,
No judging by you
Just because it's late
I see the stars, I see the moon,
And I should get to bed soon
And yet I'm wide awake
No sleep for me, no sleep for I,
No help at all for a sleepy guy
Why can't someone help me out
Confined in the room, confined to this space,
I just want to jump up and leave this place
And yet I'm slightly tired
My eyes hang low, my eyes fall down,
My thoughts begin to drag and drown
And it's time for me to sleep
Yet slightly wired
Looking for something to do
No sleep, no sound,
No bag to pound
And not thinking about sleep
Check one, check two,
No judging by you
Just because it's late
I see the stars, I see the moon,
And I should get to bed soon
And yet I'm wide awake
No sleep for me, no sleep for I,
No help at all for a sleepy guy
Why can't someone help me out
Confined in the room, confined to this space,
I just want to jump up and leave this place
And yet I'm slightly tired
My eyes hang low, my eyes fall down,
My thoughts begin to drag and drown
And it's time for me to sleep
He Is There
Walking out into the night,
I walk on without fright,
Because He is there.
Your friend is sick, you pray,
and somehow you know they'll be okay,
Because He is there.
You've lost someone you hold dear,
You feel comforted when you wipe a tear,
Because He is there.
You are injured, but you heal well,
You don't know why, but I won't tell,
Because He is there.
A tornado comes to whisk you away,
And you pray that everything's okay,
Because He is there.
You do well at your show,
You may not, but I know,
It's because He is there.
Sometimes you may not think it is so,
But as I've said before, I quite well know,
He... is... there!
I walk on without fright,
Because He is there.
Your friend is sick, you pray,
and somehow you know they'll be okay,
Because He is there.
You've lost someone you hold dear,
You feel comforted when you wipe a tear,
Because He is there.
You are injured, but you heal well,
You don't know why, but I won't tell,
Because He is there.
A tornado comes to whisk you away,
And you pray that everything's okay,
Because He is there.
You do well at your show,
You may not, but I know,
It's because He is there.
Sometimes you may not think it is so,
But as I've said before, I quite well know,
He... is... there!
The Night Continues
The night after school
Was a nice and cool
My eyes again drooped
And into my bed I stooped
I returned to the dream
Falling through the cloud stream
My ears, they rang
As I returned to the BANG!
The large fang in the ground
The dark fog all around
People screaming, people shouting
Not much of a social outing
I fall to the ground searching for a sword
I find one and through me its energy poured
Power surging through my veins
Willingness to fight through my pains
I hold the sword in front of me
I focus and swing freely
The energy building forms a light
A light from the sword to fight
I take a hard swing and the shadow screams
This is what makes the best of dreams
A few more swings and the shadow falls
The other soldiers give out their calls
The shadow defeated
Our energy depleted
We go back to the tree to rest
And I want up at home refreshed
Was a nice and cool
My eyes again drooped
And into my bed I stooped
I returned to the dream
Falling through the cloud stream
My ears, they rang
As I returned to the BANG!
The large fang in the ground
The dark fog all around
People screaming, people shouting
Not much of a social outing
I fall to the ground searching for a sword
I find one and through me its energy poured
Power surging through my veins
Willingness to fight through my pains
I hold the sword in front of me
I focus and swing freely
The energy building forms a light
A light from the sword to fight
I take a hard swing and the shadow screams
This is what makes the best of dreams
A few more swings and the shadow falls
The other soldiers give out their calls
The shadow defeated
Our energy depleted
We go back to the tree to rest
And I want up at home refreshed
Adventures in Sleep
Sitting in class hearing the professor talk
About how to get robots to walk
Time dragging on and on
Eyes dropping slowly before I'm completely gone
Falling into a world of a mysterious cast
Running by me in a pace that's fast
Not sure of what to do
I decide to pursue
Leading me into a dark and gloomy wood
Into the darkness not wanting to fall, but could
Ever running, ever following, ever tiring
I'm surprised I'm not at all perspiring
We reached a bright spot in the wood
Where a giant glowing tree stood
The leader of the people got up to stand
And raised forth his right hand
He said to all who could hear
Those both far and near
That an evil is coming and the evil is nearing
And if we don't stop it soon we will be disappearing
So the men grabbed their swords
And filled up their hoards
Climbed onto their horses
These were the good forces
They surrounded the wooded town
In hopes that the evil they would drown
With their swords held high
They yelled a mighty battle cry
A sound drew near
That everyone could hear
The evil drew close
And the smell grew gross
A dark fog arose in the distance
Letting us know of its existance
The fog now here, I see a large fang
And the next thing I know I hear BANG!
I awoke in the class, no harm done to me
My book on the floor, no glowing tree
I look around only to find
Class was over, and I was left behind
I gathered my things and left the room
And the adventure I had I did presume
Had ended for that day
I can't wait to again play
About how to get robots to walk
Time dragging on and on
Eyes dropping slowly before I'm completely gone
Falling into a world of a mysterious cast
Running by me in a pace that's fast
Not sure of what to do
I decide to pursue
Leading me into a dark and gloomy wood
Into the darkness not wanting to fall, but could
Ever running, ever following, ever tiring
I'm surprised I'm not at all perspiring
We reached a bright spot in the wood
Where a giant glowing tree stood
The leader of the people got up to stand
And raised forth his right hand
He said to all who could hear
Those both far and near
That an evil is coming and the evil is nearing
And if we don't stop it soon we will be disappearing
So the men grabbed their swords
And filled up their hoards
Climbed onto their horses
These were the good forces
They surrounded the wooded town
In hopes that the evil they would drown
With their swords held high
They yelled a mighty battle cry
A sound drew near
That everyone could hear
The evil drew close
And the smell grew gross
A dark fog arose in the distance
Letting us know of its existance
The fog now here, I see a large fang
And the next thing I know I hear BANG!
I awoke in the class, no harm done to me
My book on the floor, no glowing tree
I look around only to find
Class was over, and I was left behind
I gathered my things and left the room
And the adventure I had I did presume
Had ended for that day
I can't wait to again play
Decisions
Your decisions
Your actions
Your choices
Your reactions
Your decisions affect your life
More than you could ever know
So take things with strife
Because you don't know
When it's your time to go
Your actions affect what people think of you
So don't do anything you'll regret
Because you won't be able to undo
Anything you do, so I wouldn't bet
That you'll be comfortable with what you regret
Your choices affect who you are
And they affect who you will become
Think about driving your car
And think about where you're from
And wonder when your time will come
Your reactions affect what you will do next
Fight or flight is one reaction that can be
Think about that while you read this text
Watch a bird nest in a very large tree
Because all we want to be is free.
Your actions
Your choices
Your reactions
Your decisions affect your life
More than you could ever know
So take things with strife
Because you don't know
When it's your time to go
Your actions affect what people think of you
So don't do anything you'll regret
Because you won't be able to undo
Anything you do, so I wouldn't bet
That you'll be comfortable with what you regret
Your choices affect who you are
And they affect who you will become
Think about driving your car
And think about where you're from
And wonder when your time will come
Your reactions affect what you will do next
Fight or flight is one reaction that can be
Think about that while you read this text
Watch a bird nest in a very large tree
Because all we want to be is free.
Soup
Soup for the heart
It's always a start
And very very smart
Soup for the soul
You eat it in a bowl
And eating it is my goal
Soup for the ill
It's good for a chill
Sometimes better, than a pill
Soup for the hungry
I can't think of a rhyme for hungry
But, boy, am I ever hungry!
Soup for all occasions
Soup for all who want
Soup for all who give
Soup for all who eat, breathe, and live
It's always a start
And very very smart
Soup for the soul
You eat it in a bowl
And eating it is my goal
Soup for the ill
It's good for a chill
Sometimes better, than a pill
Soup for the hungry
I can't think of a rhyme for hungry
But, boy, am I ever hungry!
Soup for all occasions
Soup for all who want
Soup for all who give
Soup for all who eat, breathe, and live
When Forever Ends
My life has come to a dead end road
No path to either side
No straight, no back
No up, nor down
Try as I might to move away
I come 'round full circle
In a dead end kind of way
With no path before me
And no path behind
What is there left in this world
For me to find
I've looked for meaning
In many different things
Things like money, lust, power
But they only devour
Things like caring, love, and good will
They are what I hold dear
But the world has led me to this dead end
Which can mean only one thing
That the world has turned it's back on these
No caring for Timmy
No love for Denise
No good will towards the veteran on the street
Walls are being built around me now
And they're beginning to close in
What I tried to show the world
They lock away to spread their sin
And what good there was left
Has been locked away forever
Forever is a long time
I know that for sure
But when forever ends
Is when I'll make my move
But for now I'm locked away
In my little tomb
Feeling cold and discomfort
Unlike a child in a womb
But in this sadness I must wait
Before goodness can become great
Once the world realizes what it's lost
They will fall and repent
But there will be no mercy
They sure sought to that
That's when they'll come looking for me
And in my little tomb I will be
Waiting, just waiting
For when forever ends
No path to either side
No straight, no back
No up, nor down
Try as I might to move away
I come 'round full circle
In a dead end kind of way
With no path before me
And no path behind
What is there left in this world
For me to find
I've looked for meaning
In many different things
Things like money, lust, power
But they only devour
Things like caring, love, and good will
They are what I hold dear
But the world has led me to this dead end
Which can mean only one thing
That the world has turned it's back on these
No caring for Timmy
No love for Denise
No good will towards the veteran on the street
Walls are being built around me now
And they're beginning to close in
What I tried to show the world
They lock away to spread their sin
And what good there was left
Has been locked away forever
Forever is a long time
I know that for sure
But when forever ends
Is when I'll make my move
But for now I'm locked away
In my little tomb
Feeling cold and discomfort
Unlike a child in a womb
But in this sadness I must wait
Before goodness can become great
Once the world realizes what it's lost
They will fall and repent
But there will be no mercy
They sure sought to that
That's when they'll come looking for me
And in my little tomb I will be
Waiting, just waiting
For when forever ends
Three Lines to Rhyme
Hanging from a thread
Off the edge of my bed
Don't remember what was said,
Because it was raining and pouring
And the old man is snoring,
Oh, so very boring.
I wish I knew
Why I am so blue,
Alone, sniffing glue.
Why do I hide in fear,
While rats tear at my ear.
My future is very unclear.
I wade through the water
As the temperature gets hotter
And the killers go to slaughter.
My arteries glow red,
So much thats unsaid,
I feel like I'm dead.
No body cares,
That sit in chairs
On their deriares.
Why does the world fall at my feet?
Why don't the very poor get to eat?
Why does my life precipitate sleet?
Why don't I know where to go?
Why doesn't anyone I ask know?
Why does Rudaulf's nose glow?
Anyways, it's time to say goodbye.
Looks like I'll never get a try.
All to hell, and hell to try.
Fading Into Dust
Fading into dust
Falling on broken trust
Wishing things could be easier
I don't know
Where I could go
To escape from this hell
I've finally found
A place without sound
And where only loneliness thrives
I must overcome
The time has come
To drift into the darkness
Down the hall
Shadows on the wall
Mock me in my sleep
Bear witness to
What time will do
When you're left all alone
People leave you
Some will mistreat too
But that's part of life
At day's end
No one to defend
You'll have to defend yourself
The shadows crawl
Down the brick wall
To break your spirit apart
Then you'll know
On hand and toe
That your time has come
Close your eyes
Wait for your demise
And take one last breath
Falling on broken trust
Wishing things could be easier
I don't know
Where I could go
To escape from this hell
I've finally found
A place without sound
And where only loneliness thrives
I must overcome
The time has come
To drift into the darkness
Down the hall
Shadows on the wall
Mock me in my sleep
Bear witness to
What time will do
When you're left all alone
People leave you
Some will mistreat too
But that's part of life
At day's end
No one to defend
You'll have to defend yourself
The shadows crawl
Down the brick wall
To break your spirit apart
Then you'll know
On hand and toe
That your time has come
Close your eyes
Wait for your demise
And take one last breath
I Wish I Could
NOTE: A song in the works...
I've looked at where I've gone
I've seen where I have been
And all I can say for myself
Is that I don't know what I did
I've played my life by ear
I've done what I've been told
I've dealt with things beyond me
And I've had enough
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
I'm not that strong
My will is weak
I'm always wrong
What is it that I need to learn
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
I've done all that I can
To stay out of the way
But when my time comes
Is that the way... I'd want it to be
I've taken my life
And thrown it all away
Before I had the chance
To make it... Today
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
I'm not that strong
My will is weak
I'm always wrong
What is it that I need to learn
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
I've looked at where I've gone
I've seen where I have been
And all I can say for myself
Is that I don't know what I did
I've played my life by ear
I've done what I've been told
I've dealt with things beyond me
And I've had enough
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
I'm not that strong
My will is weak
I'm always wrong
What is it that I need to learn
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
I've done all that I can
To stay out of the way
But when my time comes
Is that the way... I'd want it to be
I've taken my life
And thrown it all away
Before I had the chance
To make it... Today
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
I'm not that strong
My will is weak
I'm always wrong
What is it that I need to learn
I wish that I could be me
I wish that I could find... What I want
I wish that I could tell you what I feel
I wish that I could make the hurting end
But I can't
Life Like a Clock
My life's like a clock.
The gears perfectly shaped
to mesh together with little flaws.
But the main flaw is seen so simply.
The repetitive nature of it all.
Seeing my life's experiences
coming back to meet me again.
The same things happening over and over.
I can almost hear the tick and the tock
as my heart beats and pumps.
The lazy movement of the pendulum as it swings
just as my mind swings from thought to action.
But the action and thought are the same as before.
Oh, how I wish I could move the gears,
slide them out of place,
to spin independently,
to break the sequential pendulum,
to life a new and interesting life,
one like water, that flows,
but whose movement is never quite exact.
That is what I wish,
but my luck is never so.
Doomed to live the same,
never to be who I want to be.
The gears perfectly shaped
to mesh together with little flaws.
But the main flaw is seen so simply.
The repetitive nature of it all.
Seeing my life's experiences
coming back to meet me again.
The same things happening over and over.
I can almost hear the tick and the tock
as my heart beats and pumps.
The lazy movement of the pendulum as it swings
just as my mind swings from thought to action.
But the action and thought are the same as before.
Oh, how I wish I could move the gears,
slide them out of place,
to spin independently,
to break the sequential pendulum,
to life a new and interesting life,
one like water, that flows,
but whose movement is never quite exact.
That is what I wish,
but my luck is never so.
Doomed to live the same,
never to be who I want to be.
Failing to Succeed
Staring out the window at the beautiful day,
wondering why I feel so gray.
Thinking of failure and success,
wondering why my life is a mess.
Seeing everyone as better than me,
wondering if this is how it's supposed to be.
I do my best to be in the right,
while other's make it without a fight.
Watching others succeed with little cost,
feeling as though, in this world, I'm lost.
I feel as though I'll never be as good,
and wondering if I, at all, ever could.
I truly feel good for those who make it,
but this feeling, I just can't shake it.
I've tried to help those around me succeed,
and so they have done, for the most part, indeed.
Though, now that they are all on top
I'm left at the bottom where I stop.
I look above and see them all,
ever succeeding, never to fall.
I've been generous, I've been good,
I've done the best I could.
So, where's my due, where's my prize,
where's my girl with the prettiest eyes.
Never did I think when being so bold,
that in the end I'd be left in the cold,
to shiver and shake,
to never get a break,
to be the one
to come undone,
to fly the kite,
but not quite right,
to help those in need,
but be left in heed.
I've done all I can, I can do no more.
It has closed, my one and only door.
With no more to be opened I'm left in the dark.
No identifiable things to make a spark.
So, what do I do in my situation as such,
when I don't have that sacred touch?
When those around me succeed and I only fail,
am I doomed to mop the halls with a bucket or pail?
Am I doomed to die alone,
with cough and brittle bone?
Where is my ladder to escape this hell?
Will no one be able to tell?
Of course not, I'm all alone,
in a room with no audible tone.
My senses dulled, my life as well.
I'm left to roam this eternal hell.
wondering why I feel so gray.
Thinking of failure and success,
wondering why my life is a mess.
Seeing everyone as better than me,
wondering if this is how it's supposed to be.
I do my best to be in the right,
while other's make it without a fight.
Watching others succeed with little cost,
feeling as though, in this world, I'm lost.
I feel as though I'll never be as good,
and wondering if I, at all, ever could.
I truly feel good for those who make it,
but this feeling, I just can't shake it.
I've tried to help those around me succeed,
and so they have done, for the most part, indeed.
Though, now that they are all on top
I'm left at the bottom where I stop.
I look above and see them all,
ever succeeding, never to fall.
I've been generous, I've been good,
I've done the best I could.
So, where's my due, where's my prize,
where's my girl with the prettiest eyes.
Never did I think when being so bold,
that in the end I'd be left in the cold,
to shiver and shake,
to never get a break,
to be the one
to come undone,
to fly the kite,
but not quite right,
to help those in need,
but be left in heed.
I've done all I can, I can do no more.
It has closed, my one and only door.
With no more to be opened I'm left in the dark.
No identifiable things to make a spark.
So, what do I do in my situation as such,
when I don't have that sacred touch?
When those around me succeed and I only fail,
am I doomed to mop the halls with a bucket or pail?
Am I doomed to die alone,
with cough and brittle bone?
Where is my ladder to escape this hell?
Will no one be able to tell?
Of course not, I'm all alone,
in a room with no audible tone.
My senses dulled, my life as well.
I'm left to roam this eternal hell.
Story of a "Hero"
I know the story's just begun but I wish that it would end.
With dizzy spells and dry wells, and the hero won't defend.
Slaying dragons and saving dames are all just too cliche.
What I want and what I need is justice that will pay.
Bring an end to the suffering on "mighty, mighty" man.
I know that you can do it and only you can.
Grab your sword and drag your shield for the slacking now will end.
Your time has come to defend the world with danger around the bend.
Alone you will fight, but have no fear of loss
over the mountain, the bad guys you will toss.
"Now, prepare a meal, prepare a feast!
For tomorrow I will slay the evil beast!"
Demons and poltergeists come from below
while you defeat them with your mighty arrow and bow.
Next comes the men, who thrive on evil doing
who sit on the sidelines giving you their booing.
Throw them in a pit
and stop their annoying fit.
"Save the world, oh mighty one, the deed is not yet done!
For the monster still hides in the breast of everyone!"
To save the world from itself seems to most agitate.
Why send everyone to heaven's open gate?
"Look at the chaos that you now have made!
And it is with our souls that you have sadly paid!"
The demons now free to roam the earth,
killing possible heroes from their very, very birth.
"They eat, they thrive, they live off us all.
And thanks to this 'hero', on our knees now we crawl!"
"We hoped, we begged, we prayed, for a hero to arise,
but now this poor soul has sent us to our demise."
With dizzy spells and dry wells, and the hero won't defend.
Slaying dragons and saving dames are all just too cliche.
What I want and what I need is justice that will pay.
Bring an end to the suffering on "mighty, mighty" man.
I know that you can do it and only you can.
Grab your sword and drag your shield for the slacking now will end.
Your time has come to defend the world with danger around the bend.
Alone you will fight, but have no fear of loss
over the mountain, the bad guys you will toss.
"Now, prepare a meal, prepare a feast!
For tomorrow I will slay the evil beast!"
Demons and poltergeists come from below
while you defeat them with your mighty arrow and bow.
Next comes the men, who thrive on evil doing
who sit on the sidelines giving you their booing.
Throw them in a pit
and stop their annoying fit.
"Save the world, oh mighty one, the deed is not yet done!
For the monster still hides in the breast of everyone!"
To save the world from itself seems to most agitate.
Why send everyone to heaven's open gate?
"Look at the chaos that you now have made!
And it is with our souls that you have sadly paid!"
The demons now free to roam the earth,
killing possible heroes from their very, very birth.
"They eat, they thrive, they live off us all.
And thanks to this 'hero', on our knees now we crawl!"
"We hoped, we begged, we prayed, for a hero to arise,
but now this poor soul has sent us to our demise."
No More Mr. Nice Guy?
Nice guys finish last
Falling from a broken mast
Whip the crew, swab the deck
Why do I work with a broken neck
Clearly things don't go my way
Even during a really nice day
Something always goes wrong
It usually doesn't take too long
The time has come to play a tune
In which I'm not a shriveled prune
But one in which I stand high
And look up into the sky
Looking for my own bright star
To mask my life's biggest scar
Too bright to see, the truth is much
But not hot nor cold to the finger's touch
My mind is ready, but my heart not so
When will I be able to end its woe
I ask, I plead, I pray, I cry
But never do I see him try
To aid in my long fought fight
For what I want to be right
No justice for the meek, no hope for the kind
All of this is what is in my mind
I see no end, no winning chime
And all my love is lost in time
Given to those who do not care
That I'm drowning, gasping for air
Looking out into the night
I see the great owl take its flight
It has no care, It has no plea
All it cares is to be able to see
See the prey which it does stalk
No desire to hear a weary person talk
I talk of my troubles for all to see
But never do I receive courtesy
I'll end it here, for if I carry on
I may miss my chance, it may be gone.
Falling from a broken mast
Whip the crew, swab the deck
Why do I work with a broken neck
Clearly things don't go my way
Even during a really nice day
Something always goes wrong
It usually doesn't take too long
The time has come to play a tune
In which I'm not a shriveled prune
But one in which I stand high
And look up into the sky
Looking for my own bright star
To mask my life's biggest scar
Too bright to see, the truth is much
But not hot nor cold to the finger's touch
My mind is ready, but my heart not so
When will I be able to end its woe
I ask, I plead, I pray, I cry
But never do I see him try
To aid in my long fought fight
For what I want to be right
No justice for the meek, no hope for the kind
All of this is what is in my mind
I see no end, no winning chime
And all my love is lost in time
Given to those who do not care
That I'm drowning, gasping for air
Looking out into the night
I see the great owl take its flight
It has no care, It has no plea
All it cares is to be able to see
See the prey which it does stalk
No desire to hear a weary person talk
I talk of my troubles for all to see
But never do I receive courtesy
I'll end it here, for if I carry on
I may miss my chance, it may be gone.
Fighting With Myself
A fight between myself and I
Would leave no one to win.
But still I defy my mind
And punch myself in the chin.
I yell and shout in pain
And fall onto the floor.
Then still I continue on
And slam my hand in the door.
I look at my cuts and dings
And wonder why they're there.
Then I grip and pull up hard on
My pair of ducky underwear.
Wedgies never hurt as bad
When they come from your own hand.
So then I go and shoot myself
With a brand new rubber band.
The sting, the burn, the pain.
I shout that which I will not name.
I think I've finally had enough
Of this retched, retched game.
Would leave no one to win.
But still I defy my mind
And punch myself in the chin.
I yell and shout in pain
And fall onto the floor.
Then still I continue on
And slam my hand in the door.
I look at my cuts and dings
And wonder why they're there.
Then I grip and pull up hard on
My pair of ducky underwear.
Wedgies never hurt as bad
When they come from your own hand.
So then I go and shoot myself
With a brand new rubber band.
The sting, the burn, the pain.
I shout that which I will not name.
I think I've finally had enough
Of this retched, retched game.
Feel Good, Life's Short
Look into the eyes of the one you love.
Look at the marks on a morning dove.
Look at the clock as it ticks all night.
If you lose hope, begin the fight.
Look at the rain as a single drop falls.
Look at your room with bare walls.
Look into the eyes of a dying man.
Become your own greatest fan.
Look into the light of a fire's flame.
Look at the movies you thought were lame.
Look at the people walking on the street.
Stop feeling sorry and stand up on your feet.
Look at a train as it zips on by.
Look at the birds fly in the sky.
Look at the cars come 'round the bend.
Watch as your days come to an end.
Look at the marks on a morning dove.
Look at the clock as it ticks all night.
If you lose hope, begin the fight.
Look at the rain as a single drop falls.
Look at your room with bare walls.
Look into the eyes of a dying man.
Become your own greatest fan.
Look into the light of a fire's flame.
Look at the movies you thought were lame.
Look at the people walking on the street.
Stop feeling sorry and stand up on your feet.
Look at a train as it zips on by.
Look at the birds fly in the sky.
Look at the cars come 'round the bend.
Watch as your days come to an end.
Problems
Millions of problems
they never seem to stop
and when I cannot fix them
I feel my heart drop
I try to do my best
and make others happy
but when I finish what I've done
I always feel crappy
I make others smile
and I tend to smile too
but I'm really only sad
that I can't do what I want to
I keep my issues to myself
and hide them in my mind
but when I try to avoid them
it is me they always find
I fell alone in this world
though there's people around me
my problems started as a seed
but now they've become a tree
They've rooted in my world
like that of ivy vines
but I can't reveal my problems
because my friend always whines
I help them with their problems
and ease up inside
but my life is one hell
of a bumpy ass ride
Hills aplenty
hills galore
my mind's gone
out the door
they never seem to stop
and when I cannot fix them
I feel my heart drop
I try to do my best
and make others happy
but when I finish what I've done
I always feel crappy
I make others smile
and I tend to smile too
but I'm really only sad
that I can't do what I want to
I keep my issues to myself
and hide them in my mind
but when I try to avoid them
it is me they always find
I fell alone in this world
though there's people around me
my problems started as a seed
but now they've become a tree
They've rooted in my world
like that of ivy vines
but I can't reveal my problems
because my friend always whines
I help them with their problems
and ease up inside
but my life is one hell
of a bumpy ass ride
Hills aplenty
hills galore
my mind's gone
out the door
New Born
Mingling in the midst of the wild,
Wondering around like a new born child,
Looking for where I belong,
Hoping it won't be too long.
Pleading for my bottle and blankey,
If I cry when I'm old I'll only be given a hanky.
Sitting alone in the dark and quiet,
Waiting for the one to start the riot.
The light is now on and I see the vastness of the world.
I look out over the horizon over which the light is hurled,
And all I see is more vastness in this world in which I'm alone.
And even if plants and animals accompany me, I'm still on my own.
Fight for what is right,
Fight to stand aloud,
Fight through the light,
And stand proud.
Wondering around like a new born child,
Looking for where I belong,
Hoping it won't be too long.
Pleading for my bottle and blankey,
If I cry when I'm old I'll only be given a hanky.
Sitting alone in the dark and quiet,
Waiting for the one to start the riot.
The light is now on and I see the vastness of the world.
I look out over the horizon over which the light is hurled,
And all I see is more vastness in this world in which I'm alone.
And even if plants and animals accompany me, I'm still on my own.
Fight for what is right,
Fight to stand aloud,
Fight through the light,
And stand proud.
My Race
I started out the race strong,
but the race is long and tough.
And now I'm striving hard to make it.
I'm trying the best I can,
but I fall behind those better than me.
The number of those ahead of me now are numerous.
I can no longer see the horizon.
But still, I try, I run, I fight in the race.
I want to give up so many times,
but if I give up who will run in my place?
No one can, I have to run my race.
No matter how tough it gets.
And it gets tougher and tougher every day.
I know I'll never win in this race.
I don't know why I still run.
I might just stop and take a rest for now,
since it doesn't matter if people get ahead of me,
for I can never win the race anyways.
So that's what I'll do.
I'll take a rest and pick up again when the road is empty.
Pick up when there is no competition in sight.
I'll only get the worst then, but at least it's something.
I'll win my own race,
and I'll finish... in due time...
but the race is long and tough.
And now I'm striving hard to make it.
I'm trying the best I can,
but I fall behind those better than me.
The number of those ahead of me now are numerous.
I can no longer see the horizon.
But still, I try, I run, I fight in the race.
I want to give up so many times,
but if I give up who will run in my place?
No one can, I have to run my race.
No matter how tough it gets.
And it gets tougher and tougher every day.
I know I'll never win in this race.
I don't know why I still run.
I might just stop and take a rest for now,
since it doesn't matter if people get ahead of me,
for I can never win the race anyways.
So that's what I'll do.
I'll take a rest and pick up again when the road is empty.
Pick up when there is no competition in sight.
I'll only get the worst then, but at least it's something.
I'll win my own race,
and I'll finish... in due time...
Forest of Glass
Wood splinters in a forest of glass,
falling leaves of solid brass,
raining on me heavy and hard,
leaving me exhausted and charred.
Looking beyond the harshest fact,
feeling the way others say to act,
lost in a world of contemplation,
taking things in moderation.
Losing sight of what is true,
walking on coals with only one shoe,
seeking all that I know is right,
seeing only my last sight.
falling leaves of solid brass,
raining on me heavy and hard,
leaving me exhausted and charred.
Looking beyond the harshest fact,
feeling the way others say to act,
lost in a world of contemplation,
taking things in moderation.
Losing sight of what is true,
walking on coals with only one shoe,
seeking all that I know is right,
seeing only my last sight.
No one is there
Why do I always get the short end of the stick.
Nothing is ever my pick.
I look around and all I see
is everyone being happier than me.
I see them smile, I see them grin,
playing and dancing, spreading sin.
I look away to the other side
and by the same rules as the others they too abide.
And I'm left alone, in the middle of it all
with no room to move, only fall.
Try as I may, try as I might,
I am constantly losing my will to fight.
With people all around me drenched in sin,
with their sex and their raves, my patience runs thin.
Would I be better off if I did the same,
if I went against my own rules, could I lose blame.
If I did as they all do,
would I be better off, would I make it through.
As I sit alone
with an unplugged phone,
and no will to care anymore,
drifting away from the social shore,
watching the land fade away,
as does the rest of the day.
All by myself with no one else with me,
no one around that I can see.
Wishing there was someone there
that would take and bear
to be with someone like I,
who when they see me breathes a great sigh,
and shows happiness in their eyes.
That would be a surprise,
because it they couldn't exist,
because I've already endured everyone's fist,
and never once have I found
someone like that around.
And now I sit all alone under a tree
of grief and misery,
and pay my dues to the man whom I
thought would see eye to eye.
But he's not there.
There's only and empty chair.
So I'll just sit here and die,
under the darkened sky,
and wait for they who do not exist,
and continue to endure the world's cruelest fist.
Nothing is ever my pick.
I look around and all I see
is everyone being happier than me.
I see them smile, I see them grin,
playing and dancing, spreading sin.
I look away to the other side
and by the same rules as the others they too abide.
And I'm left alone, in the middle of it all
with no room to move, only fall.
Try as I may, try as I might,
I am constantly losing my will to fight.
With people all around me drenched in sin,
with their sex and their raves, my patience runs thin.
Would I be better off if I did the same,
if I went against my own rules, could I lose blame.
If I did as they all do,
would I be better off, would I make it through.
As I sit alone
with an unplugged phone,
and no will to care anymore,
drifting away from the social shore,
watching the land fade away,
as does the rest of the day.
All by myself with no one else with me,
no one around that I can see.
Wishing there was someone there
that would take and bear
to be with someone like I,
who when they see me breathes a great sigh,
and shows happiness in their eyes.
That would be a surprise,
because it they couldn't exist,
because I've already endured everyone's fist,
and never once have I found
someone like that around.
And now I sit all alone under a tree
of grief and misery,
and pay my dues to the man whom I
thought would see eye to eye.
But he's not there.
There's only and empty chair.
So I'll just sit here and die,
under the darkened sky,
and wait for they who do not exist,
and continue to endure the world's cruelest fist.
Boredom takes a toll.
Time ticks on as I watch the clock.
Not wanting to do the work I've got.
I do this and I do that.
Distracting thought.
Thinking about the last thing I bought.
Listening to the music on the radio.
The calls she takes and in truth doesn't care
for the people in distress.
Unlucky for the rest.
Taking time to read a book.
Looking at how long it took.
Flipping through one more time
with no care for what I have to do.
All I want is you.
Not wanting to do the work I've got.
I do this and I do that.
Distracting thought.
Thinking about the last thing I bought.
Listening to the music on the radio.
The calls she takes and in truth doesn't care
for the people in distress.
Unlucky for the rest.
Taking time to read a book.
Looking at how long it took.
Flipping through one more time
with no care for what I have to do.
All I want is you.
A Bridge
Walking in the woods by a brook,
I stride along the path I took,
and in front of me I see a bridge.
If only I could be a bridge.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
to stretch out over race, religion, language, and gender.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
to rest one end on the shores of freedom,
and the other spread across the world for all to cross.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
they could pass over all of the torment and hatred
to a land of peace and harmony.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
I would stay strong and sturdy,
to never sway, never rock, never fall.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
they could walk, drive, skip, flip across and never trip and fall.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
I would have walls of impenetrable glass
to protect my cargo in passing.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
I could help everyone see the eyes of God.
Oh, if only I could be a bridge.
Staring at that bridge,
watching the people as they cross,
as they peek over the edge into the blissful water,
I see the wanting in their eyes,
I see the moment of peace they feel,
and if I were that bridge,
I would be healed.
I stride along the path I took,
and in front of me I see a bridge.
If only I could be a bridge.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
to stretch out over race, religion, language, and gender.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
to rest one end on the shores of freedom,
and the other spread across the world for all to cross.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
they could pass over all of the torment and hatred
to a land of peace and harmony.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
I would stay strong and sturdy,
to never sway, never rock, never fall.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
they could walk, drive, skip, flip across and never trip and fall.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
I would have walls of impenetrable glass
to protect my cargo in passing.
If I could be a bridge for everyone,
I could help everyone see the eyes of God.
Oh, if only I could be a bridge.
Staring at that bridge,
watching the people as they cross,
as they peek over the edge into the blissful water,
I see the wanting in their eyes,
I see the moment of peace they feel,
and if I were that bridge,
I would be healed.
Still Rain
Looking outside at the rain falling down
wondering what it would be like;
what it would be like if time could stop
take a pause, a moment of motionless matter.
To have time stop and be able to go up close,
see the falling rain,
looking at a single drop.
Seeing the shape of the water
as it falls from the sky
catching wonder in my eye.
The beauty of the shape;
so simple, so perfect.
The meaning one drop could have;
showing the feelings of the world,
the rage, anger, sadness, happiness, peace, calm.
In that drop, at that moment in time;
that moment of stillness,
lies the world.
wondering what it would be like;
what it would be like if time could stop
take a pause, a moment of motionless matter.
To have time stop and be able to go up close,
see the falling rain,
looking at a single drop.
Seeing the shape of the water
as it falls from the sky
catching wonder in my eye.
The beauty of the shape;
so simple, so perfect.
The meaning one drop could have;
showing the feelings of the world,
the rage, anger, sadness, happiness, peace, calm.
In that drop, at that moment in time;
that moment of stillness,
lies the world.
Sharp blade
Looking at the past
I've seen what I've done
And it all happened so fast.
Nothing I could do
but watch as it all fell apart.
Love, lust, caring, sharing, happiness, gone.
Judging by my peers
it's myself I should fear.
For I am the cause of my own pain.
I let things go against the grain.
I need to stop, but can't change the plot.
The plot to my story,
no allegory,
just real life.
But the pain is sharp as a knife
cutting away at my soul
and all I can do is watch.
I need to learn to grab the knife
control it for myself
and watch as I take control of my life
and life it better for myself,
and as always... others...
I've seen what I've done
And it all happened so fast.
Nothing I could do
but watch as it all fell apart.
Love, lust, caring, sharing, happiness, gone.
Judging by my peers
it's myself I should fear.
For I am the cause of my own pain.
I let things go against the grain.
I need to stop, but can't change the plot.
The plot to my story,
no allegory,
just real life.
But the pain is sharp as a knife
cutting away at my soul
and all I can do is watch.
I need to learn to grab the knife
control it for myself
and watch as I take control of my life
and life it better for myself,
and as always... others...
Change the past to make things better?
If only you could go back and do it over;
fix all the mistakes of the past;
look from above as if you hover;
observe how things play out fast;
watch the changes and see if your life turns out for the better;
only to return to your world the way you left it;
and wish you could write yourself in the past a letter;
to not do the things you wish you hadn't and send it;
then wait for a return to see how things are different now;
only to discover that you're better off where you are;
because you're not hanging around taking a bow;
for the accomplishments that made you who you are.
All you can do is be happy with the good things you've done;
forget the bad;
do not run;
just be glad.
fix all the mistakes of the past;
look from above as if you hover;
observe how things play out fast;
watch the changes and see if your life turns out for the better;
only to return to your world the way you left it;
and wish you could write yourself in the past a letter;
to not do the things you wish you hadn't and send it;
then wait for a return to see how things are different now;
only to discover that you're better off where you are;
because you're not hanging around taking a bow;
for the accomplishments that made you who you are.
All you can do is be happy with the good things you've done;
forget the bad;
do not run;
just be glad.
Distant love, but ever so close.
Looking into her eyes
it's no surprise
that I've fallen for her,
but I don't know for sure.
I've pondered the thought
and often fought
the urge to tell
how around her
my heart begins to swell
or maybe skip a beat.
The numbness in my feet.
But I fear she doesn't feel the same.
And maybe it's me to blame
for not telling her how I feel
but I'm afraid if I do the friendship will peel.
What should I do?...
it's no surprise
that I've fallen for her,
but I don't know for sure.
I've pondered the thought
and often fought
the urge to tell
how around her
my heart begins to swell
or maybe skip a beat.
The numbness in my feet.
But I fear she doesn't feel the same.
And maybe it's me to blame
for not telling her how I feel
but I'm afraid if I do the friendship will peel.
What should I do?...
The Kingdom of God
The world is bright and full of life
And the mighty men make their onward strife
With sword in hand and shield out front
They march towards the battles brunt
They arrive and see no slaughter of man
But see the shaking agreement of a hand in a hand
The agreement of a new world in the eyes of God
To make peace not war
And those who oppose step none and none trod
For if there was too much happiness none were sore
There be no tear, no sadness, no shame
Not even anyone at all to blame
This perfect new world no one would lay claims
For in this new world God reigns.
And the mighty men make their onward strife
With sword in hand and shield out front
They march towards the battles brunt
They arrive and see no slaughter of man
But see the shaking agreement of a hand in a hand
The agreement of a new world in the eyes of God
To make peace not war
And those who oppose step none and none trod
For if there was too much happiness none were sore
There be no tear, no sadness, no shame
Not even anyone at all to blame
This perfect new world no one would lay claims
For in this new world God reigns.
Power to THE People
Lonely eyes peer out from the shadows
seeking refuge from the judgments and hate.
And he can do is just sit there and wait.
Wait until the people of the world can see him.
See him as a person, but as of now that looks grim
for the world seems to segregate the different and those not normal.
What normal is isn't what they think... it isn't always formal.
Formal is just for those with social power that isn't always deserved
and leaves those who cannot fight, or know better than to fight, for the power to be poorly served.
And they are forced into the darkness for those with power crave the light.
But I pray for those among the darkness who cannot or choose not to fight.
For they are the leaders of tomorrow, though tomorrow might seem a long time.
But the leaders of tomorrow who today wallow in the darkness know the value of a dime.
They know that power shouldn't be bought.
This is not a battle that can be fought...
only won...
seeking refuge from the judgments and hate.
And he can do is just sit there and wait.
Wait until the people of the world can see him.
See him as a person, but as of now that looks grim
for the world seems to segregate the different and those not normal.
What normal is isn't what they think... it isn't always formal.
Formal is just for those with social power that isn't always deserved
and leaves those who cannot fight, or know better than to fight, for the power to be poorly served.
And they are forced into the darkness for those with power crave the light.
But I pray for those among the darkness who cannot or choose not to fight.
For they are the leaders of tomorrow, though tomorrow might seem a long time.
But the leaders of tomorrow who today wallow in the darkness know the value of a dime.
They know that power shouldn't be bought.
This is not a battle that can be fought...
only won...
No Happiness Today
Standing in the doorway looking out.
Cool breeze of the morning blowing in.
Everything so beautiful, but you can't help but shout.
For the happiness is gone and all that's left is sin.
No matter how glorious the day
the fabric of happiness can fray
and your left with the shredded threads of emotion.
When the threads tangle and knot
due to the quick and subtle motion
you are left with the sadness more likely than not.
Then you are left to wonder the house
with the only companion a mouse.
Nothing left to do
but wallow about.
And all you can do
is again shout.
And at the end of the day
your cares have gone away.
Cool breeze of the morning blowing in.
Everything so beautiful, but you can't help but shout.
For the happiness is gone and all that's left is sin.
No matter how glorious the day
the fabric of happiness can fray
and your left with the shredded threads of emotion.
When the threads tangle and knot
due to the quick and subtle motion
you are left with the sadness more likely than not.
Then you are left to wonder the house
with the only companion a mouse.
Nothing left to do
but wallow about.
And all you can do
is again shout.
And at the end of the day
your cares have gone away.
Blindful Love
Love is blind where love is lost
and it can't be won back at any cost.
True love shines bright, too bright to see.
Led through the light hand in hand and hand in three.
The man, the love, and the woman be.
Led by love, through love, through loving sea.
and it can't be won back at any cost.
True love shines bright, too bright to see.
Led through the light hand in hand and hand in three.
The man, the love, and the woman be.
Led by love, through love, through loving sea.
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