This should be a common theme
of your life
should be funnier than some *****-nilly,
silly little meme. (Mee-m)
It should be more inspirational than the battle cry from Brave Heart.
It should be more touching than the spiel from Charlie Chaplin's speech.
It should be more than just a little mantra you repeat in your car,
this should be more rewarding than Tiger Woods winning by par.

You get knocked down?
Get back up.
You get pushed?
Time to shove back.
You think they'll give you a quarter,
or a penny for your thought?
Make it worth so much more,
because the next place that you'll show them, is straight out the door.
Because I know,
life's rough, take it from me,
in fact don't even, if you haven't by now, then you will, you see.

And when that time came,
or comes back around,
you better think back to these words here,
and get ready for the rebound.
If you've waited for New Years to come back,
then you're already way
way
off track.
Get into shape, starting today,
do what needs doing, no time to delay.
You can sleep when you're dead, they say,
well let it be, be as it may,
so work hard,
then harder still.
Show that you're tough,
not afraid to fight,
better hold on, cause it's gonna get rough,
they got you all wrong, time to show them who's right.

You ready now?
You're not alone, we're with you 100 per cent.
Don't wait for an extra shove, shove yourself back up, time to make
a special little dent.

Are you ready now, my friend?
Are you ready. To Try Again?
Again?
And Again?

I'll pray for you, and stand by you, all the way.
Even until the end.
Go get'em.

Have you ever noticed
That some of the most beautiful things
Would go unseen
If we all wore rose-colored glasses?

A declaration of benevolence
For a boy deprived of affection
Who is urged to bare his heart.
"I don't care"
Are just words verbalised in a manner
Seemingly self-convincing;
A facade of strength
When it's clear he's in pieces,
In despair, falling apart,
Trying as hard as he can to seem okay.
Mesmerising eyes express it all.
Occasionally one must hold their tongue
For holding your tongue is easily done
When one must deny feelings
Out of fear of challenging rejection.
Because both are apprehensive
In the face of emotion.
And she tries fervently to destroy walls
So resolutely built
With a motive of keeping out those with fabricated feelings,
While he didn't have to try very hard
To vaporise barricades of hers.
But how can it be demonstrated
That her sole intention
Is to show him devotion?

i was considering how
within night’s loose
sack a star’s
nibbling in-

fin
-i-
tes-
i
-mal-
ly devours

darkness the
hungry star
which
will e

-ven
tu-
al
-ly jiggle
the bait of
dawn and be ******

into

eternity. when over my head a
shooting
star
Bur      s

              (t
                  into a stale shriek
like an alarm-clock)

-What is connection?

-When 2 motions, thought
to be infinite & mutually
exclusive, meet in a
moment.

-Of Time?

-Yes.

-Time does not exist.
There is no time.

-Time is a straight plantation.

I went looking today.

I put on my red boots
and my blue pants
and I opened up the doors.

I went looking today.

I went through the parks,
the streets, the empty hallways.
I got lost looking for a lost you.

The crowd carried your scent,
carried me,
and I was six and a half miles from home.

I put on my smiles
and my cloak of courage.
My watch ticked away the time my heart drove my feet to you.

I went looking today.

I went looking for you.

I searched the corners of boxes,
under the shade of rose petals,
and in burning letters.

Because I had to.
I had to find you
before I lost my mind.

My bones ached for the home in you,
my heart refused to keep a beat continuous,
my skin began to come undone.

I went looking for you today,
only to stop before your door
and walk all the way back home

still in want.

Berries and
Sky and
Faded jeans and
Oceans and
China teacups and
Forget-me-nots.
Morpho butterflies in the pit of my
Stomach and
His eyes and
My
Heart.