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I like being bored
I like being sad
I like being silly
and occasionally mad.

I like to pick my nose
I like to scratch my beard
I like to goof around
and just play it weird.

I love to lay in bed
I love to waste my time
And when it strikes my head
I often write or rhyme.

I hate when I'm alone
and when I have to cry
when I'm on my own
either drunk or high.

But life is now
and it's not wrong
to take a bow
and write a song.
I want to tell you
The things you don’t know
I want to let you see
The things that don’t show
The things about me
That I hold deep inside
The things about me
That I try and hide
That I hide so well
But now its time
To come out of this shell
Just once more
I’ll try and show her
In hopes to leave her heart astir
Butterflies in her tummy
And weak in the knees
I’m begging you please
Just listen to me
I’m not all they make me out to be
I just want you to see
Me, just me
Not the way they see me
But the way I see me
The way I want us to be
Alone but happy
Where I love you
And you love me
Anthony J. Alexander 2006
I can feel your heart beat under my palm
my mind finally goes calm
while you fall asleep
under my wings
things that were previously done
don't need to be spoken of
I can almost taste that skin of yours
so fair
I can smell the coconut air
I can choke on your hair in the night
and I'd be alright with this
I could take it around my fist just the same
play a game
or just lay here and sing your name.
Wrestling the invisible line that separates our flesh
wanting more but nothing less
I couldn't wait for that moment when it came
you
me
a fluid wreck
a liquid so sweet
don't say thank you
nor apologize
I'm so amazed, lover, to be with you
to be alive.
love
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