I thank the night for the moon and the stars,
That glimmer and sparkle so bright

I thank the moon for the light that it offers,
In the cold and welcoming night

I thank the night for the mysteries and tales,
That scare and puzzle me so

I thank the tales for the lessons they tell,
When I'm alone in my bed at night

I thank the night for the moon,
An enigma,
That helps me hunt and howl in the dark

Love is a game
I've been defeated,

Love is game,
And you cheated

Why do we crave attention?
Why do we feel the need,
To be looked at, to be seen?

Why do we care what the others think?
Why does it matter?
What is the point?

What if we stopped caring?
No need for attention
No need to impress
No reason to change
Who we are, how we dress

There really is no point,
We're just too self concious
Stop caring, be you
Its all you can do,
That's how it's meant to be

Wandering through the sweet unknown,
One sees many things:
The palms of trees outstretched and free,
Their shadows stroking soft grass,
Webs of longing spun by the lonely spider,
Glittering in the sun

Wandering through the sweet unknown,
One hears many things:
The symphony of pre-fall leaves,
Bustling on the trees,
The clear air that whistles all around,
The crisp crunch of dead weeds upon the ground

From the raven to the dove,
From streaming light through crooked branches,
To the salty winds of the sea,
From the safe, warm sun,
To the dark, mysterious moon,
Oh! How sweet the unknown can be!

I've always been mature for my age,
An old soul one might say.

But for some reason I can't deal with my insecurities
With much maturity.

I'm a size 16,
Staying in that same range.

I don't go up, I don't go down,
I've been 197 for as long as I can remember.

I never feel insecure,
Except when someone points it out.

My boyfriend is hot,
I'm not.

He works out,
He's very fit.

I laze around,
And watch TV.

So when he goes to the beach with his friends and lacrosse playing girls, I feel very jealous.

I trust he won't make a move,
But I don't trust the girls with curves and bikinis.

I'm not like them.
Not fit, not thin.
I am 197 pound me.