Slowly you can close your eyes
and see the world a different way
by just believing that it is
and seeing that it can

If I can bloom so can hope
If there is love than there is trust
so hold on to what is left
for nothing can change what is gone

holding a pencil in your hand is entering a land of fantasies, words being formed is a start of an adventure, mysteries lurking for only your descriptions to discover, life that is unknown to anyone but yourself, images of lush meadows with secrets hidden in it's beauty all being written down on the page before you, scribbling down what could be or could've been, each sentence is another step through desolate, arid deserts, sandy golden beaches, glaciers that reach the end of the beginning. I have my fantasies through words, secrets through every sentence, lies that can not be split away from the truth. With that writing utensil in your hand you have become the God of your own world!

A thousand broken hearts
will break a thousand more
love will become a sin
and life will be a chore

A thousand broken hearts
can break a thousand more
if you don't watch your back
you might loose the war

A thousand broken hearts
may be prevented
If we are not careful
our hearts may be dented

A thousand broken hearts
may break a thousand more
if that is the future you want
your heart was made poor

Through my maze of complex thoughts
I have thought about life
as simple
or complicated it may seem

Many have their strong opinions
I don't mind listening
as long as your heart is really
were it's suppose to be

I don't mind remembering
what you have
to say

I don't mind holding on
what was hard
to let go

so maybe you might think
with me

Maybe you might
just might walk with me
through my maze
of thoughts

Walk with me
through thoughts of life
and consider
just for a moment
what its like

and I don't mind considering
along with you

oh I don't mind falling
into your thoughts

as long as I can see
the thoughts myself.

The stars stare down on me
millions of beautiful gems
there in what seems like an arm length away

When I look at the stars
I see bright ones
semi bright ones
and the ones that are quite dim
but then I think
what if those dim stars weren't there
what if it was just those few
bright and semi bright stars
the sky would't be as beautiful
it would plain

when I look at the sky
I see
the dim stars
supporting the other stars
the dim stars are just as important
thats what makes the skies in a small town
so amazing
astounding
breathtaking
remarkable

It's as if you yourself are apart of the
sky
It's as if
you are a star
with those millions and millions of stars
that work together
to make a masterpiece