What if our beauty was
Defined by the size of your wallet
Or if it was determined
By looks and looks alone
Well it seems
That’s how this world is

But what if
Beauty was defined by
The contents of your heart
And the capacity of your mind
Who would truely catch your eye
And would you be able
To look in the mirror

There is no better feeling
Than when the person
That makes you most happy
Is yourself

A man sits alone
In a booth accompanied by
his own lonesome
But although ther is no one there
He is not alone
His nose is buried
In his book
Keeping him the company
That he really wants

Im Watching others pass me by
Watch closely to those who catch my eye
Although such beauty and such grace
I behold tho I shall not chase
For efforts are nonsense for the broken
No two words will ever be spoken
To the one with the beautiful smile
I’ve only see every once in a while
I Don’t care to know her name
Because if I do it will be the same
We may talk a time or two
But two weeks later it’s nothing new
For hopeless romantic such as I
I’m always faced with reasons why
Why I shouldn’t say hello
Or why I always watch her go
The Reasons why go on and on
But nothing except my hope is gone
She walks my way my heart will pound
But walks right past and lets me down
I walk away from the hopeless temptations
For I am a hopeless man with hopeless aspirations

Often times we let our heads
Grow so large that
We cannot fit through the doors
That are opened for us

What if I did without a thought
What sort of troubles would be brought
My fists would be black and blue
And The walls would never look new

What if I did without a thought

Money would be nothing more
But useless things to fill my drawer
Lines and art would surely drown
Every inch from the neck down

What if I did without a thought

I fear My anger will get the best
I could manage all of the rest
But my anger will send me through trouble
Leaving my life to nothing but rubble

What if I did without a thought

I would be homeless on the streets
With nothing not even bed sheets
To keep me warm through the night
For with my family I would fight
Kick me out all on my own
I’d loose my job which is something known
I’d be hungry cold and thirst
Which one would take me first
So what if I acted without my brain
It would be my life so full of pain

The chain around my hand
was getting too tight
So I let go
Knowing how bad
It was going to hurt

But I ponder
Does it hurt more
to hold on
Or to slowly forget
What you look like