Days are wasted contemplating the possibilities
trying to fight off the fear that lies beneath
the miracle of life unfolds
so much beauty to behold.

"Slow down", she said.
"We're all just so restless,
We can't seem to sit still.
Moving too fast...
Just to throw it all away."

No one seems to think
for themselves anymore.
Bound ever so tightly
to the crowd.
Oblivious to the weight
that's dragging them down.

The best of intentions
are rotted away in the end.
Lamenting poor decisions,
and the way time was spent.

We're just fading away.
Believing in the mainstream.
Fading away...
Nothing's what it may seem.

How we crush our emotions,
until we are numb to the core.
Sedating ourselves,
always wanting "something more".

Seeing the way things have changed
Makes me feel a bit strange
Are we coming or going
Or are we just playing the game
I picture the day in my mind
When you say you love me
Leaving all worries behind
The day you put a ring on my finger
And ask me to be yours forever
On the outside I’m quite optimistic
But deep down I’m frightened to death
I find that I don’t know how to behave
Not wanting to push you away
When all I want to do is take you into my arms
And protect you from all harm
Yet there is little that I can do
But sit and wait patiently for you
And though these words may never reach you
I rip out my heart and wear it on my sleeve
For only you to see.

When did I lose it?

Where did I hide it?

Could you help me remember?

The place that I left it?

Where I last felt it lingering...

Lingering just behind me.

I've strayed too far,

Far from where I left it.

When was the last time that I held it?

I swore I could feel it,

Rising up beside me.

Ready to...

What?

Oh, my confidence is missing.

Am I the only one who dreams
of leaving behind the material things
of going somewhere we can just be
everyday in the sun wild and free?

Why does it seem such an impossibility
to do away with what's not a necessity
to take part in the simplicity
of not keeping up with society?

Is it too much to ask if we
can take a day or two to let ourselves be free
to let the electronics and media be
and just like children frolic in the grass so green?

Another day, another dollar
another chance to scream and holler
about how the things we have are never enough
or about the friends that don't stay true to us
but if you look at the big picture once in a while
you'll discover the things and the people that make you smile.

Twisted like vines
my mind wonders to other worlds
Post-apocolyptic society
No rules, No worries, No anxiety
Everyone does exactly what they please.

Along with my "crew"
we, the outcasts, rule.
WE are the untouchable.
WE are the untamable.
WE are the  unforgettable.

But oh! Who are you?
And why are you here?
You certainly are new to these parts my dear.

Now what shall we do?
Shall we lock you up?
You won't get out anytime soon.

Maybe, to spare you would be nice.
But WE remember your words,
and they were not at all kind.
Maybe you should think twice
before judging our so-called "sick" minds
that just happen to be twisted like vines.