Poetry is magic
Suicide is tragic
Dolly Parton's face is plastic
Poetry is magic

the
choices
had
been
laid
out
for
me
all i had to do                          was choose

everyone who lives will die
not everyone who dies
has lived

You can have everything and still want more
You can be a ****** and be called a *****
You can win the battle but lose the war
Forgetting what you were fighting for

You can receive praise but still want first place
You can have the present moment and want yesterday
You can go to church to lose your faith
Because the God of love created people who hate

You can have everything and still want more
You can do evil and be adored
You can lose the battle and win the war
Knowing what you were fighting for

I never knew your name
I never knew your face
Until the day they lowered me
Into my grave

You thought you were invisible
When they passed you in the street
Are you still invisible
If nobody can see?

I never truly knew you
Till we met on the other side
Funny how a story changes
When you are granted sight

I know you think you're invisible
You are not
They are in fact completely blind
You are a chosen one in the land of the lost

That mirror in the bedroom
Plays tricks on a beautiful mind
Put there to confuse but you only lose
If you believe their lies

I know you think you're invisible
We sometimes believe what we are told
I have always seen you
I'm the truth within your soul