not many friends,
but a great family
can't see the end,
but know it's coming gradually
for myself, don't have to fend
cause the ruler of the universe has me
don't have any perfection to spend,
so it's good that there's no fee
sometimes my will tries to bend,
but then I remember where I'll be spending eternity

It's time to go
but my aching body is saying no
is my own mind friend or foe

The fires burn throughout the night
We try to leave them out of sight
But when darkness swallows the light
we can not ignore our plight
as it burns so bright
striking us into fright

We try to stomp them out with all our might
but only living water can make it right

If living in someone’s shadow my whole life means I’ll never be blinded by the sun
I’ll take it

Love is more than a feeling;
it is not fleeting.
Love is a choice,
to ignore that selfish voice.
Love is a style of life,
serving others in the face of strife.
Love survives distance,
and fights the resistance.
And Love is the cure,
NOT the disease.

Some live a broken fate
that this broken world precipitates
Some live a perfect illusion
their grasp on reality loosened

Do you even miss me?
Not as far as I can see

I isolated myself entirely
because people never did want me

I won't equivocate.
Vile lies, I'll repudiate
before it's too late.

Punctuated
With devastation
I feel degraded
By expectation
And deflated
With every respiration

The music that renders me saddest
reminds me of the times I was happiest

The spring is no longer silent
and we are no longer blind
The fight has become violent
and we have so little time

If we don't fight for the environment
there will be no selfish treasures left to find

Hard work and dedication
eliminate the need for fabrication

Going nowhere fast,
no idea where I'm going; all I know is I can't be last.
Time seems to have come and gone in a blast,
when I look back at the past,
my lack of productivity leaves me aghast.

I've reached my goal
and calmed my soul
proving to myself that my success was not fake
by surpassing it on the next take

I treaded so lightly
so as not to break
the eggshells
that I broke
myself instead

Don’t tell me my experiences aren’t real
just because they don’t reflect what you feel

the pieces of me
that you kept understanding
became
the pieces of you
that I keep finding

Nothing bad happens on its own,
history has shown

I wrote a million letters I'll never send
to release a billion thoughts in my head
but still here are a trillion voices that never end

Oh, my dear
please calm my fear
by staying near
as the demons jeer
and the ghosts leer
whisper in my ear
when the coast is clear

I struggle with the fact
that this scene isn't just another act
This time it's real
and I have to decide how I feel

Never forget that you are incredibly loved,
for you might then forget to love incredibly.

Was that worth all my time?
And then I remember... this could save lives.

Will we raze this town with hate,
or raise it up with love?
Will you appreciate the sun’s rays on your face,
Or focus so intently on making a res you forget to enjoy your days?

I don’t know what I’m looking for
but it’s most certainly more
Maybe I just wanna little effort or devotion
from the one who set this insane narrative in motion

There's so much that I can't say
that saying anything at all leaves me in dismay

I am done.
Done with people telling me I’m not calm enough, quiet enough, or pretty enough for them.
I am who I am.
I’m sorry I don’t behave like a placid lake, sound like a mouse, or look like a model.
I am done.

Yes, I am adequate
But that shouldn’t shock you a bit

Your voice drifted over me like a long awaited hug
enveloping my ears as hands do a well worn mug
Your words did not explain much more than science
but I understood everything from your silence

You
Are the only thing saving
Me
From all the crap they’re saying about
Us

Would you mind if I stayed here forever?
Your embrace protects me from the weather
Your insults don't hurt, they're just clever
Your gentle breath make me sleep better
Your faith prepares me for whatever

They say I'm too much
that I'm crazy cause I
care so much
say so much
give so much
love so much
But if insanity is measured
by the storms we've weathered
the determination we place
in front of fear's face
and the dedication
never to take a vacation
then I want to be crazy!
Because the alternative is lazy
And maybe I'm not too much for you.
Maybe you're not enough for me.

They tell the smarties that they're proud
but the geniuses have no pride allowed
For the smarties are part of an elite crowd
but the geniuses are in isolation drowned

Maybe I’m so drawn to the dead and dying
because, by that point, they’ve stopped lying

Preaching to the choir might be easier,
but it doesn’t result in any converts.

I feel hackneyed, overplayed, and unoriginal;
I've become jaded, bored, and cynical.

No matter how easy it might be
to find your worth in acccomplishments, intelligence, or beauty

That's just not where it lies
there your value isn't tied

because it is imeasureable, infathomable
and
YOU
ARE
BEAUTIFUL

What is it about silence
that makes you want to scream louder?
What is it about exhaustion
that make you want to run harder?
What is it about a multitude of people
that makes you feel more alone?
What is it about me
that is so impossible to love?

Forget the electrons;
be positive