Don't make me know your routine
Don't make me love your routine
Don't make me part of your routine
And then stop

Once it's part of me

It's the same old story
Just a different time.

Hopes begin to fly.

It's the same old story
Just a different place.

Hopes begin to soar.

It's the same old story
But a different villain.

Hopes come crashing down.

It's the same old story
With the same old ending.

Tears begin to flow.

And as always
She's left alone.

They always say
Chin up
Smile wide
You've nothing left to fear

So why is it then
That I fear you?

They say
They'll ease the pain
Take aware those fears

But I think
That's the problem-
They keep them
For a while
Then hand them back,
But bigger

They always say
Chin up
Smile wide
You've nothing left to fear

But the only fear
That I have
Are of those
Who tell me that

Wishing in the well,
Wanting so much more.
Wondering where
That wonderful wish
May come from.

Watching out the window
Willing that wish
To wash right out of the sky.

Which way will it come?
What if it it won't?
Why must we worry?

Wistful thinking's a waste.

I whisper to the dark,
Because it's the shelter I need.
I stare at the sky,
Because it's the freedom I crave.

I close my eyes to the ocean,
Because it's the inconsistency I hate.
I glare at the shadows,
Because they're the emptiness I bear.

I cry to the dandelions,
Because they're the youth that I've lost.
I shout at the clouds,
Because they're the oppression I fear.

I laugh to the stars,
Because they're the mysteries unsolved.
I curse at wishbones,
Because they're the lies I recall.

I bargain to numbers,
Because they're the inevitable I resist.
I flinch at street corners,
Because they're the openness I lack.

I'm surrounded by thoughts,
And I wish I could see the world
With eyes untainted by life.

You held me tight when I was cold,
I was there when you were lonely.
You made me feel safe when I was scared,
I laughed at every joke you ever made.

We flirted until the sun would rise,
People would watch our running banter.
There wasn't one single person,
That thought we wouldn't be together.

And then you walked away.
As if it all meant absolutely nothing.
Shrugged your shoulders and cocked your head,
Not sure why I'd be bothered.

So just make me one last promise-
The next time you're on a date.
Think of all the fun we had;
Remember all the times we laughed-
The ease in which it happened.
Remember how I felt,
Pressed up against your chest.

And then look up across the table,
At the date you've brought to dinner.
I think you'll find it hard to swallow,
The entrée that you ordered.

It's all wrong.
All the words I want to use.
They just don't feel right;
Not when applied to you.

I want to say kind things,
But they don't apply anymore.
I want to say mean things,
But I don't have the heart.

It's all wrong.
You're not right.
I'm in chaos
And turmoil,
And it's all your fault.


All the similes,
Metaphors,
All the possible imagery
In the whole wide world!
And none of it seems to apply to you.

Nothing seems right.
And that's why I should know-
You're definitely all wrong for me.

But now it's a challenge,
And a puzzle.
I've got to find those words;
The ones that describe you.