Dear St. Christopher
listen to me
I need your help
on my journey.

I am not religious
nor practice the part,
but you seem caring
even though were worlds apart.

I wear your necklace everyday
because my father does too,
I wear your necklace because I'm afraid
of the dangers coming on cue.

You're the saint of journeys and travels
which life it is itself,
it's long and strange like a path
I hope you lend me help.

So dear St. Christopher give me help
for the problems that may come,
I love you though I do not know you
your soul should help me some.

I believe souls can help
as much as you help me,
I remember that time I did not wear your necklace
the trouble; oh I believe,

You keep me safe and more
through my troubled times,
you helped me stay off drugs
and helped me manage my time.

So today I still wear you
like I wear my pride,
modest yet consistent
I know you're on my side.

I want a guy who can just shut up,
one who can enjoy silence.
Who doesn't try to impress me,
one with pure benevolence.

I want a guy who will lay next to me
and hold me in his arms.
So we can waste precious hours,
protected from any harm.

I want a guy who listens to music
and feels it in his soul.
Who will listen to Neil Young,
and his albums as a whole.

I want a guy to need me
as much as I need him.
But guys these days seem different,
the chances are fairly slim.

I'm a girl who's naive
but not in an ignorant way.
I just believe I will find love
some unexpected day.

I believe in the religion of living
to use what our Creator gave us,
we have to stop fighting and start giving
to gain all each others' trust.

If we do so, I believe
we can create heaven on Earth,
the same environment we should have seen
the moment of our birth.

Love is a word used but not always felt
if we should change our way,
the people of this world all will melt
into infinity's day.

I look out into Nature and think to myself
'This world is too beautiful to Hate',
just because our ancestral self
put religion up for debate.

I look at you and the way you stare
and the way you gaze at my curly hair
and tell me that you like my smile.

And we're cuddled up on your bed together
because everyone knows that this weather
is too cold- so lets just stay like this for awhile.

And you're layed down so I give a back rub
and we talk about all the drugs that we've done
and all the ones that we want to do.

As we lay there I think in my head
about all the things you've previously said,
stop analyzing, you typical girl, will you?

So I live in the moment because it's sweet
you and me together, and we have fun in the sheets
on weekday nights.

And so it's come, we'll always be friends
and babe I swear I'll care for you 'till the end
because you've been so changing for me.

And I hope you see.

Sometimes if you look hard enough,
the sky is running away from itself.

And the clouds,
they dangle off into islands
where they dance their way to death.

The dark clouds are scary and intimidating,
but behind it is always the sky.

So never fear,
the sky always wins.

I'm moving on
I'm doing me
Can't you see
you're messing up me

There you go
Confusing me
Your uncertainty
has been the death of me.