
Sean Keane
You expect me to be there for you as a close friend
You told me you loved this guy, and hoped he loved you too
But he did not, and your little heart was broken
you came to me, looking for consolation
As if I'm supposed to make you feel better
I can empathize with you for one reason
You broke my heart and didn't give a shit.
Now for you.... I'm supposed to give a shit?
Sorry but thats not how this works
You feel nothing making me feel horrible
Yet, I am supposed to feel something when you feel horrible
You act like I am a child that doesnt know anything
Yet you will never be loved,
because you are a child that doesnt know anything.
You are merely a cute ball of nimbus fluff cat.
I pick you up and you purr and chirp,
and even when I go to put you down
you go limp in my arms so I am stuck carrying you.
But in this happiness is something truly sad.
That despite being a human,
the one time I have ever felt loved and wanted
was by you, you cute ball of nimbus fluff.
Even if it was just because I was petting you.
Its still the only time I have ever felt
like I was actually wanted.
Sometimes things dont always work out in the end,
and sometimes you have to be alone for awhile to realize,
that in fact you didnt hate being around everyone at all.
Most people never truly appreciate what they have,
Not until everything is in pieces on the floor like shattered glass,
Do you wish they werent pieces at all.
You desperately fumble to clutch a shard in your arms,
to hold close to your heart, to remember what once was
only to cut yourself up and watch that crimson flow.
Better a mess on the floor than a mess in your arms.
Your brain spills your heart, and your heart spills your guts.
If you show love like that, pretty soon you'll have nothing left on the inside.
Next thing you know, you're just as broken and worthless as that fragile glass on the floor.
A fool once said "blood is thicker than water."
Blood may flow in our veins, but it doesn't keep us together.
Something so familiar can still be very foreign
yet something very foreign can seem all too familiar.
The fear of the serpent was and is a mighty man
Always in thought, Doing all that he can
His life forever, His spirit shall not be trounced
His name preceeds him, No need to be announced
His enemies consider him the bane of existence
But for his crew and his love he will always go the distance
In battle he only knows persistence
When attacked in dire straights,he shows full resistance
His ship his steed, a symbol of death to evil
strikes fear into his foes, they know he will go medieval
From slaying the mighty kraken in the ocean blue
Its beak a good luck charm and its eyes a stew
With spear in hand he ran its heart through
His aim is unmatched, his throw always true
To the trodden a hero, to the masses a god
His methods unorthodox and to some maybe odd
But to catch his oppoenents of gaurd is his tactic
Always surprising, his will is galactic
Interesting marks upon my arm
Nothing natural or sane about it
I feel my madness take over my charm
The veil of reality is now split
None to others, but to myself grievous harm
My brain sharp, like the knife which iv been slit
My brain and emotions are torn asunder
All I can do is lay down and wonder
What am I supposed to do
How shall I make it through
I clench my fist in rage
I look around and no one is there
A person to hold seems quite rare
The stars and planets act as a sage
I think too much, It drives me insane
Ill sit here alone and in the rain
I may be outside but still in a cage
Compose yourself oh little one
Expose your thoughts to the great beyond
Those who do not understand never will
Oppose normalcy and strengthen the bond
When you think you have been beat
Zen you must be, and keep your calm
Then once you take a deep breath
Again you have won and are indeed aplomb
Up
Look up
You missed it
Artwork up high
Do not ignore it
The glory of the sky
Way bigger than little you
A humbling experience
You are human but you are so small
If you think, it doesn’t matter at all
The stars look small but are bigger than me
The stars look small but are bigger than me
So bright in the night to illuminate the dark
So bright in the night to illuminate the dark
The stars in the night illuminate the dark
So bright but, are bigger than me
I think of the beginning and end
I think of the beginning and end
Our lives are but a story
Our lives are but a story
I think the beginning of a story
And our lives end
A grain of sand
A grain of sand
A drop of rain
A drop of rain
A drop of sand
A grain of rain
The stars are but a grain of sand
To illuminate the drop of me
Our lives begin and end
I think the stars at night are but a story
To brighten our dark stories
A drop of me, A grain of me, the bright and night are but a story
I wish that all could rise above
lets work together and change things
to only have that feeling of love
To strike down the mightiest of kings
A sword for one, but a pen for many
The sword is just to cut the strings
The world is not filled with plenty
A facade abundance, its not real
A minute in here feels like twenty
There is no way to strike a deal
The easy way out is no option
Otherwise things would be too ideal
Let us run as far as we can
Where we want to go is trying to get there
Ill do it forever, my whole life span
My destination, is not where
This is a journey I want to share
The moons shine, to the suns glare
The end is not what you think
I wish to run on through the brink
If only you knew
If only you knew
If only you knew why I feel so blue
I want to know
I want to know
I want to know where you want to go
I really want
I really want
I really want to lose the duant
Where to go
Where to go
Where to go? I dont know, so lets move slow
All I need
All I need
All I need is to succeed
I look above
I look above
I look above and miss my love
A foreign plane of wind and sand
A tiny granule cuts my hand
A barren place devoid of life
Peaceful and yet full of strife
The ground hectic the sky clear
Falling sand is all I hear
My personal hourglass
Where my thoughts contrast
The sun has set
The Moon has rose
The cold a threat
As my eyes close
I see my breath upon the air
out into space my eyes stare
I find myself without a care
Let us hope this moment never ends
The world is what my mind transcends
Millions of stars shining so bright
My feet lift, I am up in flight
Go towards the moon, follow its light
I go so high but suddenly drop
I fall to earth I cannot stop
Falling down at incredible speed
Flailing my body in the air
The concretes embrace is what I need
That is how I end my astral affair
Act once, but think twice
you can take a chance, and roll the dice
Never wonder what never was
Don't hold back just because
Take a risk and go for what you want
Play it cool, and act nonchalant
But, this you must never forget
Remaining idle is your biggest threat
Go out upon the earth and live your life, please
Never ignore that passing breeze
I want to spring off into the night
Cause destruction and start the fight
I know right now I am no hero
But I swear now, I am no zero
I feel as though I was put in the wrong time
I feel so strange nothing to call mine
Everywhere else seems better than here
My life feels nothing but austere
I yearn to find a place on this earth
If that day comes I will feel true mirth
Some people who exist, make life worth it
Too bad those people are rare and whit
If that's how It will be, then I stay alone
I would rather that then life as a drone
One or two, or three, or four
You'll choose one number but still want more
Not content with whats on the plate
You are the ones I really hate
I don't understand why you want it all
Become complacent with you possessions and soon you will fall
Maybe one day I will go
and on that day it is what Ill know,
I look up to the sky and still feel so low,
I look at the earth and have nowhere to go
You abuse one, You abuse us all
The one strikes back, We stand tall
One gets knocked down, We break the fall
One yells for help, We answer the call
because it will always be, all for one and the one is all
The clock strikes three
and the people are happy,new life begins
The clock strikes six
The people get indifferent,and the government wins
The clock strikes nine
The people start to notice the government is obtuse
The clock strikes twelve
The people are outraged, all hell breaks loose
The clock strikes three
The people are happy, but they only think they are free..........
