I suppose
I might have liked you more
before you liked me
when you were a
castle in the sky
a faraway dream
for others to have and to hold
but not me
certainly not me
when you were a
shining vision
of unattainability
I suppose
I've always been this way
always wanted more
wanted what I can't have
bored when I get it
always wishing
always wanting
dragging myself through the pain
in order to say
"look, I survived it
look, how strong I am"
nevermind
that I caused it
so I don't know
if I can deal with
your sudden attainability
don't know
if I can coerce myself through
the boredom of
happiness

There is a strange
Tingly sensation
In my stomach
When you are near
And when you speak to me
Or touch me
A sensation often described as butterflies
But they are not pure enough
To be butterflies
Because I know you don't feel them as I do
So they are moths
Moths
Because they are crowding your light
Moths in my stomach
Flying up
And up
And up
Through my windpipe
Choking me
And trying to reach you
And your blinding
Fluorescent light

If in life we're to succeed,
In obtaining peace of mind,
We need to seek good advice,
Which wisdom will help us find.

If we are to become wise,
Wisdom, Lord, help us to find.
Lord, wise help us to become,
For which our hearts are designed.

Give us the needed insight,
To live lives, Lord, that please you.
Help us strive for holiness,
Daily it help us pursue.

Lord, help us not be foolish,
Wise, Lord, help us to become.
Wisdom will help us not sin,
And lead us to your kingdom.

You're born
Told who to be
Told What to do
Told what to see
Told how to be you
Told how to feel

Then one day you see what is real
You see the hate
You see the pain
You wonder why this is our fate
You try to remain Sane

One day your up
One day your down
There's tears and a frown
Other days you're a clown
You get angry
Which is scary
Then you break down and cry
Until one day you die

Taught how to live
Taught how to love
Taught how to hate
Told its our fate
Then its too late
Taught its not ok to cry
Noone teaches you how to die
We're told its all about love
I guess its all comes from above

I wanted
someone
that wouldn't
be afraid

of me.

I spent
twenty-one
years
doubting
that person
could ever
exist.

For humans
are far too shallow
and our
complications
are

way too deep

but I honestly believe
we should not have to
be alone.

I believe in independence.
I believe in self-reliance
and I believe in self-respect.

But I also believe that
humans can connect
on a far deeper level
than just what we see.

I believe there is a time
and place
for everything
and that includes
the moments

we fall in love.

You see,
there will be days
that you fill
empty
and lonely
but you have
to be there for yourself.

No one is going to give you
a handout
unless you show them
you are going to
make it count.

No one is going to
rely on someone
that cannot
rely on them self.

Co dependence can be
beautiful
but nevertheless-
it is filled with
even more grief.

You cannot fix somebody else
when you are still
practicing
the craft
of self-love.

Allow your lows
to be reminders
that you
can lose
and smile
knowing
that you can
bounce back,
too.

There is nothing
graceful
in struggling
but there is
something
glorious
in the

overcoming

and believe me-
you will find a way
to live through it all.

And then
some day
somebody,
somewhere
is going to
admire
the way
you refuse
to fall.

And you will wonder
how you ever
let the world
make you feel

so small.

-Andrew Durst.