When gravity breaks
And we
free
form
float
Inertia does not keep us
Pressed
Against
mother earth
One missstep
We shall hover
Like in space
But
with air
Time will continue To
tic
some may Struggle
mere inches
Above the ground
Then we need
Friends to strap us Down
It's days like these
We want to be birds
Untethered wings
Uncontrolled
Flight
But I'm talking
About motion halted
When
Gravity faulted

That's a shiny penny
A glowing copper top
I should stop and
pick it up
Give it to my friend
Who means the world to me
It cost just a penny
But it's a pretty thing
I'll give it to my sweetheart
And make it to a ring

You can ditch those people that your running with
Just tell them the facts
That your hanging with an older cat
But he's
So broken
He's busted inside
So broken
Some scars you can't hide
So broken
So broken
I used to run at the head of the pack
A used to a kinda wuz ain't no doubt about
That
I'm broken boys
I'm
So broken
I'm busted inside
So broken
These scars I cant hide
I'm so broken
I can see
Your what's gonna cure me..
So broken...oh
So broken..
Soo sooo soo..yeah

Do not confuse heritage and nationality.
Heritage is your family and racial background.
Nationality is the country you reside in ,
It is also what connects us as the third definition
Americans.

There once was love
Neither could deny
The rush of youth
The look In
A lovers eye
As time
Separates
The moon from
Orbit
So should some
Lovers
Be cut short
She could forgive him
For his sake and
Soul alone
She could forgive him
And beckon him
Home
Home
Oh home
But what's the
Sense to forgive him
Now
He'll never know
Just how being
Forgiven
Could be
There once was love
She could forgive him
And beckon him home
Oh home
Come home

U prom.....
Is,d'
U did
U lied
What u said
U hate me
Enough to call
To tell me
Who u balled
U prom.
Ised..
"  "
"  "
"U promised"

Good luck
Meeting me
*******
For telling me
Tellin'

Promises
Oh oh oh ah promises
Promises
(Change)

U promised
U lied
U didn't
Even try
U promised
U hate

The sun has just went down. I turn on my little light by my chair that throws a soft glare across my room
,its caused by my light Pointing at the reflective louvers of my blinds.
I have my window open a crack. Cool  fresh air is being pulled into the room by my little fan that is always set on quiet mode. The room has the perfect climate, cool dark cozy.
Funny how its normally just me. I guess not everyone likes cool. I just heard a school of geese fly over my house. It sounds like an airborne argument.
It also sounds amazing, especially  growing  up where I did hearing nothing but huge planes over head. With this perfect setting, there is still something missing, companionship.  I need a dog.