They don't think you have a soul.
They assign you a role.
And ask for a toll.
They try to tell you who you are.
Though they can't see.
You can be whoever you want to be.
They call you a tool.
Who's just trying to be cool.
But you're just livin by your own rules.
Cause they should be schooled.
You tell them what's on your mind.
And they cover their eyes blind.
You can't be defined.
By anyone by design.
Who says you have to be kind.
All the time.

Do not bother to mourn.
Just to warn,
I wouldn't be able to.
I was residue.
Left behind long ago of the person I never knew.
I don't want a casket.
I don't need to be remembered.
Don't bury me in the ground,
Don't burn my bones.
Just throw me in the woods.
Let my body be scattered,
and governed
by nature,
not man.
Let me be free,
in mind
and spirit.
I don't need to be lined with gold
or food
or momentos.
I want to forget the past and move on.

I apologize to the girl I pushed down accidentally when we were playing tag.
It wasn't my intention to make you fall.

I apologize to the girl who asked me out in high school who I left without saying a word.
It wasn't my intention to lead you on.

I apologize to the guy who always hated me in middle school.
I must have done something wrong for which I cannot remember.

I apologize to my mother for being born.
It's obvious after your first you never wanted a second.
And if you did, you never acted that way.

I apologize to my friend's parents for everytime I walked downstairs and caused the dog to bark.
In the middle of the night when I had stomach pain and needed a warm rag or some pills from the bathroom.
Whenever I went to get something out of the fridge to heat up or go outside to get to work.
Whatever the reason I felt like a burden to the point where I would often go without food and just keep the silence.
Sometimes I would leave the house and get back hours later so the tension wouldn't be there.

I apologize to the kid in middle school who always had other kids saying nasty things about you behind your back.
I never tried to help in anyway possible.
I didn't know how or what to say.

I apologize to all my relatives who have passed away who I couldn't even shed a tear for.

I apologize to many of my friends who I haven't spoken to in years.
I have a hard time speaking my mind.
Thinking that everything I could say would just be a waste of time.

I apologize to all the plants I forgot to water.
I shouldn't have tried to take care of anything when I have a hard time taking care of myself.

I apologize to the pine tree.
That grew from an acorn I planted in a planter box that grew to be three times taller than me.
And you inevitable had to be cut down because your roots broke the planter and made a crack in the garage door.
That was my fault not yours.

Like a river bed without water.
My eyes can not shed a single drop.
Or a summer with no sun.
A spring with no rain.
An autumn without leaves.
A winter without the cold.
I've given what I could.
All that I had left.
All but my very being and soul.
And still I search for the one .
To take the rest.
Maybe then.
Maybe then.
I can be happy.
I can rest.

If only I told you I loved you.
I might've been with you more often then alone.
Instead I'm sipping whiskey on the rocks.
Listening to the rain drops.
On my window sill.
Waiting till,
it all just stops.

I've been regretting it every day.
The words I couldn't say.
Thinking it could've gone either way.
Maybe it would've been better to have been rejected.
Then to be dejected
all these years,
with these fears.

Tinder burns bright.
Hunker down by the hearth.
Effortlessly the sun heats the snow from above.
Spring brings the end of winter.
Opening flowers bloom red like magma.
Nothing but plants sprout like spaghetti.
Searching with sound the wind blows mean.
Heated and dry the sun scorches with new fruit ripened.
Intertwined rivers crash rocks together.
Nature changes leaves auto.
Empty branches sway on the hilltop.
Seasons repeat as the world ages.

Rain drip
drops.
Next to the window sill,
is the spider spinning its silk.
Near the pond
housed is the fairy and her wand.
A maze of corn.
Shinning down the sun is warm.