I’ve heard it takes a lifetime to live a minute
and it takes a minute to live a lifetime.
You don’t know what you’re in until you’re in it,
and you don’t see the sun until the sunshine.
So I’ll resign to waiting in line,
wasting my time, and losing my mind.

I know when I’ve been beat,
so don’t be surprised if I retreat.
I’d rather face the music then face the heat,
rather ******* tears as they’re sweet;
as sweet as sweet defeat.

It takes only a second to start a war,
and then naturally all hell breaks loose.
Do you know which side you’re fighting for?
Did you even get to choose?
So I’ll resign to the front line,
biding my time searching for a land mine.

I know when I’ve been beat
so don’t be shocked if I move my feet
to find cover from the fire on the street.
At long last the circle is complete
and it’s as sweet as sweet defeat.

“I’ll get you and your little dog too”
it’s all I’m hearing, and it’s ringing true,
along with “what’s a poor boy to do?”
“You have a choice: red or blue”
do you dare turn reality askew?
Or take your chances and wait for lieu?

I know when I’ve been beat,
so don’t be worried if I take a seat.
I can’t win the battle and I won’t cheat,
I’ll be lamb to slaughter; made to meat
and I’ll taste as sweet as sweet defeat.

How can it be that
Each day scrapes, painfully past us now?
Time is haunted by torpid illusions of just standing still.

And millions of hearts shatter
crashing together inside this cage,
"The Reckless Institution vs. Moral Outrage."

All are either the Victims, or the Fools
But only the foolish half of us are laughing.

The rest of us,
WE CAN'T RUN, AND WE CAN'T HIDE!
so we end up cracking.

Flopping around in the blood and tears,
all of our fallen apart lumps and segments,
and it's all so confining.
Our Nation is festering and stagnant.

And only the scary half us are laughing.
Attacking.
And Trapping.

Do not fear heartbreak!
What else is a heart for?
Love; risk; triumphs and mistakes
Are to be embraced, because
We become what we love.
We are not singular objects,
But connected beings, created from above.
Our journey is to witness,
People and things throughout the ages.

this is the year
my year
I shall put me before them
This is the year
I’ll learn to play the Guitar
this is the year
I’ll chase my dreams, my passions
never daring to let them slip away
not even for a second
it would be my only obsession
this is the year
I let go of the idea of us
burying the hope of you ever loving me
again
this is the year
I try to say goodbye to the distractions
chained on me like anchor rocks
pulling me further and further down
this is the year
I rise above them
claiming the fate of me back

Love is like a fire, warming your soul,
But it burns if you’re careless, devours you whole.
It whispers of joy, then it shouts out in pain,
A dance in the sunshine, a kiss in the rain.

It’s giving your heart with no guarantee,
A ship on the waves, adrift on the sea.
Yet still, we all chase it, though it cuts like a knife,
For love, in its sorrow, gives meaning to life.

We can be strangers if you like
We can talk about the weather
Our silly plans for the weekend
Or how life has been kind to us
Trust me, I'm a terrific actor
You'll hardly be able to tell

We can be strangers if you like
Or at least we can pretend that
It doesn't shred us to pieces...

My friends used
To always be around
Good times, bad times
It didn't really matter
Every day was a new
Exciting adventure

Fast forward 10 years
Our group is scattered
All over the world and
We've become merely
Memoirs to reminisce
On my insomnia nights

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You're watching TV
While you scroll on your phone

I'm sitting in the corner,
All alone.

I'm wondering why
You have no subtitles on,

And why these characters
Keep singing some song.

I ask you what you're shows about

You turn around and tell me to
Shut my mouth.