Through the lens
I view the world in its glory
There are no fakes here
It’s the real story
As it beckons me forward
And takes my hand
I gloriously enter
The optical land
Snapping away
Fast and slow
This inglorious ******* reveals
What the people need to know
I am the watcher
The stalker in the dark
Hiding behind dustbins
And the trees in the park
I’m hated and despised
It’s the nature of the beast
In a world so hypocritical
Through the headlines they feast
The truth is all I’m selling
And I know im no one’s fan
But you’ll never ever stop me working
I was born a paparazzi man

Who are you man?
That voice in my head
Who spouts vile garbage
While I’m asleep in my bed

Telling me I’m ugly
Telling me I’m fat
Telling me I’m stupid
I refuse to believe that

Who are you man?
Corrupting my day
Take your ******* words
And please go away

Telling me I’m worthless
Telling me I’m bland
Telling me I’m boring
From a distant land

Who are you man?
Dragging me there
Just sail away now
Cause I really don’t care

I’ll tell you this
I’ll tell you that
I’ll tell you I’m not listening
To your nonsense chat

I dreamt of her last night
A soul whose wisdom held high esteem
She shone like a diamond
And rose like the sun
And now she has infiltrated my dream
I hope her presence will find me
Because her warmth was like the glow of a fire
Through the way she laughed
And the way she guided
Her energy couldn’t be any higher
I watch with sheer anticipation
In the hope that I will feel her near
Through feelings of cold
Or shadows in the night
In the hope that one day her smile will reappear

Are the clouds getting lower
And is it true their getting slower
Will they circle us and engulf
Then devour us like a wolf
Is the sky going to fall down
Making the clouds hit the ground
Will we tuck ourselves in for the night
Only to wake up in a world made of white
Be prepared for a mighty shock
When the clouds come and run amok

Today I watched the world
Rolling along like an applecart
Every apple that fell to the floor
Resembled a part of me
Many were ripe and full of life
While some were small and colourless
And as the cart bobbled along
Its wheels seemed to lift
Then fall to the ground
Like my soul frequently does
When I think of my existence
But then the cart gets faster
And the apples seem sturdier
They don’t fall down as much
Seeming to acceptance the rocky road
Till finally they’re settled
Nicely snuggled together
Making me smile and believe
That the world isn’t as bad as it seems

Today’s the day
For me to go
Down to the place
Of the puppet show
Where the seagulls fly
Over cragged rocks
And in the distance
A boat docks
The wind whistles
Across the land
Whilst the sand and sea
Takes my hand
A sweet smell of candy floss
Fills my nose
And hotdog ketchup
Reddens my clothes
The children scream
On the looping ride
What a day I’ve having
At the seaside

Dipping and bobbing and caressing the waves
Wriggling like human fish
A sensation my body craves
Cold and wet like a slobbering fool
My skin gets tickled
In the swimming pool
Silent and glorious and totally pain free
Thinking of nothing
Just my brain and me
Lucid and clear and totally aquatic
The frothy deep blue
Makes me feel all ecstatic
Refreshed and clean with confidence brimming
How I love to partake
In a touch of beautiful swimming