Please help me I lost my way,
The road looks the same
And honestly who is to blame,
My  hitchhiking Gears aren’t working today,
The bright stains on my  clothes refect the orange clay,
My arms go heavy and legs get lame,
Without support I’ll fall so I use a cane
I need to rest but I don’t know where to lay,
My direction is lost and my eyes are heavy,
Death in the desert is cold and on fire,
The the slow march of my stumbles as I levy,
My ich in my thought is burning and dire,
Please help me I’m lost and alone,
But you can’t  lead me for I have no home.

My life is full of you,
If I were to be a cup,
You my dear would fill me up,
Not to the middle but to,
The moon, where your  iridescent eyes,
I dive in and swim through,
For your smile there is nothing I wouldn’t do,
But if only you really knew,
The deepest fear that lives inside me,
The  silent deeds I preform to please it,
For all that I live I’ll long to hide the,
I’d rather be burnted and hit then finally submit,
I love you deeply for you are my light,
But in my heart I cover you in spite

You, You annoy me,
Your fake smile reflecting glee,
Like A stuffed animal,
You sit silently with your marble eyes ,
Slowly charming through all of your lies,
I hate that you’re like this,
You warm people like a sun,
While inside you’re abyss,
an empty shell of a car with a fresh coat of pant,
Someone might buy it too,
But I know they can’t drive you,
Yet you do drive me,
You drive me to anger with the world,
Make me for a child,
Sleepy and curled,
Your not real, this I know,
But I can’t hate you so,
I sit by the door like a lonely pup,
And wag my tail,
You’ll come home and drink your cup,
You, you aren’t clear,
But I want to hold you near,
Please, please don’t leave me alone,
For you might be hollow,
But I am stone.

An ant bit my eye,
Oh me, Oh my
An ant bit my eye,
But still I do not cry.

It burns..
I will learn,
Will it swell,
I can’t tell,
But it stings
In my eye
Oh me, Oh my.

An ant bit my eye,
But how am I to cry,
The irritation is present
But what does it represent?
Will it swell?
Who should I tell?
It’s starting to burn...

I should probably take my contact out,
I dont have my case,
Numbness comes to my face,
An ant bit my eye,
And even though I don’t cry,
It burns...

Walls are meant to be broken,
truer words have never been spoken.
I stand and I stare,
and I want and I need,
my arms still stay at my side,
my eyes grow wet with plead.
A desire to be more than a word on a page,
even just a change in font would offstage.
My expression is always blank,
emotionless I comply with whatever you state.
Without motivation I' ll die where I stand,
for I am a woman, and you are a man.

Take a long, lurking look,
let the lush locks last through your lungs,
little and lumpy you'll lie as you lay,
you'll say limply lets love today.
Your lisp looms loadly and through your lips lava flows,
lighting low the last lingering, laughing  pose.
You are the large lady of the lake, or the lady of the large lake,
the label lacks legal life, so little does it convey.
lift lightly the level of liberty allowed,
lend luck to the litigate link or the literal crowd.
Your laziness and lustful desire for more,
launches like leeches your obsession to lore,
my liquid lady belittles my league,
be it later or latter I must ask you to leave.
leave my life, my longing my light,
let the lead list you left lift me higher,
allow the lead I gave you bring a everLasting pyre.