You have something Something you love It fills you with Something good Until you find That it's really only A malformed imitation It may have come first In the product line But it most surely Is not superior.
You know the world is amazing waterfalls rainbows birds o paradise just tons of cool stuff you hear sad things and read it on the news it's easy to forget that such things exist.
A not so great Home A sign of Not being settled It has history no doubt Sure it's a place To lay your head But it just Isn't the same As an actual house.
You may regret that Or you may not Everyone is different And I can't read Your mind I don't think That anyone can lead A life with no regrets Just make sure Their a learning experience.
Hide in your box Else you'll be seen The eyes burn you They prove your Not alone Play in the shadows Where the air Is cool and the sun Won't find you Stay in your place Stay close to home.
do want something so badly you would sell your soul would you bleed would you do anything for it maybe maybe not if you do I hope it's really worth it I hope time doesn't show how immaterial it was if it's a person I hope you don't find out their a lie.
There stands a tree Almost perfect So tall so old Such fine Apples Except for one Twisted branch Near the top It can't just be Chopped off But it is just small enough To be ignored.
I had noble aspirations I wanted to save them I fought with righteous indignation Yet all I caused was harm I lead them astray I said that in the end Things would be better But in the end Things are much the same.
Go away moon Your shift is over The sun will arrive Oh so soon To watch over us Go away to your Restful place And when you Come back I just might have Some new stories For you.
You awake in the morning You get ready for the day You head out the door And you see the paths So many this way That way any way Is doable Until you start to think That path is too dangerous Too rough Too full of strangers Too dam much But worry not There are always a few paths Open to anyone Or you could just go back to bed.
there are people who **** for fun there are people who wouldn't **** to defend loved ones there are people who try to **** trees there are people who wouldn't touch a naked body for fear of god people are so different they come in all shades and all sizes it quite frankly amazes me when people say that no one would do that or enjoy that for every activity or inclination there will always be at least one.
the world is burning what else is new oh **** is this what Billy Joel meant cause I don't play with matches A childish thing to play with dangerous things is it kids these days I should blame for the state of things.
Such chaotic creatures They crave order Only to find It isn't there kind of order It isn't quite the thing But if you change it Just a bit it will be perfect At least according to some Others will find fault And so more alterations Will of course occur They feel order Is meant to be malleable Not getting that order is stone It's tradition and that may not be what they really want.
Attack when you are afraid Attack or they will see your weakness that's the thing to do I think unless you want to trust to open up a risky prospect but perhaps worth it or perhaps not.
I lose Once again Typical I tried But that Was yesterday Today is a new day And I'll try again Maybe today Is the day Probably not But Nothing ventured Nothing gained I tell myself Again And Again.
I know what to do Well I think I do OK maybe It's impossible But I have to try Okay I don't Have to try I can just Put away those Silly notions And listen to you You know what You're doing right You can tell me The right Way to live my life.
the sun never rose we set up camp and waited for sunrise but it never happened the moon is still just lounging about is it the end will the earth begin to freeze or is my watch busted I can wait for a few more minutes.
It's a lie There is no perfection All things that are Are flawed But we persist And some things Just a rare few Are dam near perfect Which will just Have to do Or say some.
What are you doing Should I do that Would that be weird No okay Well carry on then I will do the thing And hope it's right Or maybe I won't Oh nevermind.
Slam your head Against the issue That will solve it Unless of course It's somehow harder Than your head Then all you'll have Is a cracked skull And an unimpressed audience.
Hands at ten and two I control my fate so I'm told swerve into oncoming traffic cause a cacophony go out on a high note I control my fate but where the **** do I wanna go nowhere really being awake makes me uncomfortable I see why so many choose to give themselves to more certain Hands.
Things happen Things change for better for ill You can demand things freeze and on a small scale things may but really there is naught that can be done ways of speech ways of thought ways of dance they come and go what will be will be.
Discuss the events Of your day Just a little Ways away from me Not outside my hearing Just a little too far To hear clearly And I'll know You're in reality talking about Me.
Lost in a mental whirlpool I'm drifting away With nothing to anchor me I wonder could you keep me here Would you want to Maybe I'll find someplace nice Up in the clouds.
You lost One of your wings You poor angel Now you're mundane Just like me Just like them I wonder If you'll get use To walking you could still fly the human way but it wouldn't be the same.
Your kinda hollow I went to lean And fell right through What happened to you I know you had more inside Once upon a time It was life It was love It was what what that hollowed you out?
A solid word What is is And what isn't Is not A fact Sometimes things That are false Pretend to be facts Which causes confusion Among the masses But worry not In time all will be revealed.
this is actually a way to deal with forest fires which is surprising because often when this is tried in a metaphorical sense you just get third degrees burns.
I'm weighed down With angels and demons The angels say go The demons say stop They are not good And evil isn't right The angel insists I live However I will The demons says You should just surrender They both make good points Or maybe they don't And I just hear what I want.
Day by day You waste away I know why But I don't know How to stop it The professionals give advice As does everyone else Yet nothing works And still you fade What can I do What can I say What will I do Without you.
Holes in the skull They hold so much Lakes of fire Wells of sadness Pools of light A challenge An invitation And none of its said aloud It's just there.
the sun is here throwing out the dark and bringing in the light without a thought to those who prefer the night I asked it to leave and was ignored no doubt today it will glare.