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To live in hope is dangerous. It makes you dream of a better life. It takes your mind away from the present. It sets unachievable ambitions. It breaks your heart from time to time. But I need hope.
Can you define me. Am I normal, am I creative. Am I trying to be more than I am. Do people see the quiet guy and judge me for my solitude.
It seems like trouble is brewing, which always makes me frown. When shadows engulf our minds and throw away our crowns. When something happens, it fills everyone with rage.
Will you think of me in time. It's never my luck, so nevermind. I want to say your name but the pain starts again. It's never my luck so never mind.
Sadness, often felt, rarely spoken - like a friend whose name you do not say when you speak because they know you are talking to them, and everyone else knows who you are talking about.
Footprints lead the way, Following me through the day... I look back and there they are Telling me I haven't gone far. But why'd I want to go. When the beauty heals my woe. I'll return when I am...
Not having to speak to someone Not having to stare into their cold eyes and listen to their useless talk.
Buy me juice and liquorice Give it up when I need the most Tell the kids I won't be home Every day I'm absent more than most Took a drive down past the lake Bearded with her lilies and her flowers...
I wonder often about this and that. Things most people wonder at.
I am strong because I know my weakness. I am beautiful because im aware of my flaws. I am fearless because I learnt to recognise illusion from reality. I am wise because I learn from my mistakes.
Do I look like a book. Can you read me like a book. Then why do you only look at my cover. Don't judge a book by its cover.
Ask me what I'm thinking, Ask me who I am. Ask me if I've lost my mind, Of sanity, I'm not a fan. I can assure you, you don't know me, So please don't assume a thing.
For each foretold mystery. The card of shame I hold. Tis now I realise peace and tranquility. Is blind to those who lies are told. You are the sweetness of peace. The ever bloom of a mystic flower.
I am waiting patiently for my mind to seep back through my body. My solidity and substance have kindly taken leave. Separate now.
When you take away my ego The tender spots The knowing sins The behaviours The plastic spirituality And slightly affected virtue there's Just arsehole.
The dawn arrives, The pain survives... The sufferer cries... the desperate tries. And through all, I don't feel like standing tall...
It's been awhile since we talked, It's just that talking has become hard, Things have changed more than I thought.
The crimson skies before me, Full of passion in consuming, Speckled with a few clouds within. The sapphire liquid before me, Full of life and tasty, Gives me the strength within.
I wonder if things will ever change From this state of deranged I am in When we drifted apart And created our own paths To discover ourselves And eventually engulf each other in our...
The mirror spoke to me today What is it that you seek.
Where is my happy place.
Disparity 'tween me and truth I could just blame it on my youth Or that I am misunderstood Except I won't, I think I should.
WOO. I can do things. I can talk in rhymes. I think I am crazy, but there's just too many things growing out of my mind. I…I feel like I know what to do.
The comforting prospect of sleep is too distant to be thought of. If I let my mind wander the endless plains of dreams I fear I shall not return.