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Cameron Godfrey Sep 2013
It's all the same I guess
There's a minute to breathe and a second to rest
It's all the same to me
There's nothing to do and there's no one to be
It's all the same in here
Where is the love and where is the fear
Monotonous life's a test
But it's all the same I guess
It's a crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy fifth day of school.
Cameron Godfrey Sep 2013
Give me five more minutes of summer
Give me time to prepare
Give me a little more time
I'm not ready yet; I'm scared

Give me five more hours of summer
Give me time to rest
Give me time to be free again
And let me be my best

Give me five more days of summer
A work week that's free of work
Give me an escape
From everything that hurts

Give me five more weeks of summer
Hell, give me fifty-two
Give me time to spend
On me, before I suffer through

Give me five more months of summer
Please, just set me free
Give me five more years of summer
And please, just let me be.
It's still a crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy fourth day of school.
Cameron Godfrey Sep 2013
Walking around
Aimless and confused
Where do I go?
What do I do?

Walking around
Which way do I go?
There's no one to lead
No yellow-brick-road

One foot
In front of the other
Keep your head down
Don't be a bother

Lost and confused
A white puppy in the snow
What do I do?
Where do I go?
It's going to be a crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy fourth day of school, probably.
Cameron Godfrey Sep 2013
Let me sow words into a field
Water them and watch them grow
Let me sew my words onto my sleeve
Hang my shirt as a flag, watch it blow.

Let me bury my thoughts
Into pages of text
Let history recall me
At my worst and at my best

Let me be remembered
As I go down in history
Let my deeds become famous
As my sins live in infamy

Let me teach the world
What I had to show
Let me sow words into a field
Water them, and watch them grow
Cameron Godfrey Sep 2013
I can't tell what will come next
In the next month, year, or week
I can only recall the past
For tomorrows are all unique

I can't tell you what mistakes I'll make
What obstacles I'll face,
What risks I'll take

I can only learn from those moments that have past
Those slow and those fast
And I can't make them last

I can't tell what will come next
Can't say if it's wrong or right
But I can tell you here and now
I'm living in the moment tonight
It should be called "can't tell" but that would be too obvious
Cameron Godfrey Aug 2013
Can you hear that bell?
Or is it my mind?
That bell that tells
I'm out of time

Can you hear that bell?
Can you hear that ding?
Can you hear the screams
And the monsters that sing?

Can you hear that bell?
One you can't escape
As a labyrinth appears
Right in front of your face

Can you hear that bell?
Or is it just my mind?
Can I escape
This labyrinth in time?
'twas a crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy first week of high school.
Maybe I'll document my entire year like this.
Don't hold me to that.
Cameron Godfrey Aug 2013
I'm alone in this room
I'm alone in this world
Just a girl and her mind
Just a mind and a girl
There's so many people
But still I'm alone
But for the next four years
This place is my home
It's a crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy third day of high school
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