If only people could understand
Messages that cross this land
That there is not always a wow
When I sit before you in a bow
Angels speak across my mind
Trying to alleviate the bind
It is not always want we want to hear
As I watch your fallen tears
If you're blocked at this point
Your angels will not cross this joint
They will not tell history or ahead
Until you clear the cloud in your head
I wish I could perform the miracle you wish
I do bring to you food on a dish
But because you wish to hear different
Your energy will always be spent
I give you answers to your pain
But to you it seems lame
I am sorry you could not be open
As I watch you loping
Running far from you and me
So inside you will never see
Such a shame you ran away
It was a beautiful moment for you to gain
To reach that power you have inside
Realize your pain and cries
Are awaiting to be washed away
All you needed was to say
I am open, I can heal
No moments will again will it steal
To this negative earth we walk
In our angels we need to talk
The love and abundance we would feel
Would feed our next emotion meal
Healing and growing we would move on
Enjoying the dew of the new dawn
I always will do the best I can
To make you understand
I am not always the answer
For truly you are the dancer
I see what is needing
For you to stop bleeding
Only you can apply the bandage
If you could only manage
You would see the gift of love
I gave you from above
It is the answer you needed to see
You only just needed to be
I am sorry to you my friend
Prayers to you I forever send
To you I am not good enough
Lessons for you are too tough
That I cannot help
It is your hand dealt
I only try my best
I will never give any less
I am who I am
In this I take my stand
It is a gift from above
Only you cannot see the love
That is not my fault
You do not open your vault
I walk away strong and free
And you walk too blind to see

You attached the beautiful spiraling string
Waiting for life, what it will bring
Like a puppet I dance the fight
Not to get tangled within your sight
Grasping, you pulled, I flew up high
Your lips bringing me to a soft sigh
Glimmers within your eyes
Those depths are my ties
I leap, I bound
Scissors not quite yet found
Why can you not feel the direction?
Make the simple connection
Can you not see how far it can go?
In beauty our souls can flow
Will you pull my string under?
In your thinking blunder
Or will you pull me within
Feel me like it’s not a sin
See me, mind open wide
Wearing gloves so you don’t slide
Down the spiraling string of life
Within your own soul's strife
You hold the scissors above
Simply I am the love

I lie my head upon my pillow
I think of this imaginary fellow
I have faith he is coming my way
Unbecoming thoughts I need to keep at bay
It is so easy to feel not good enough
My looks compared to society is tough
Because inner beauty no longer means much
Nobody understands a compassionate touch
Clothes more expensive than our rent
I think people have become a litte bent
No longer does the world shoot from the heart
We worry more what is on the wall for art
Children being taught so young to model
Plastic parents those we do need to throttle
We are teaching beauty is only skin deep
Pop a few more pills it will help you be sleek
My fellow he will stop inside and see
The difference between them and me
That nothing else in this life will matter
Nor in this world will he ever feel battered
He will forever know I am a gift from above
I will wash his feet in the purest love
My man will know my heart can never be sold
He seeks with me a true passion to unfold
Spirit sought this soul to mirror only mine
Knowing our unity in this heaven will be divine
Reflections of love within our beautiful eyes
Our souls are bare no need to be in disguise
He knows I will never think to close the door
It will not matter whether we are rich or poor
There is no better place for him to be
Than coming home to be with me
So as I close my eyes to go to sleep
I send him the sweetest dreams to keep
Until he is once again within my arms
Flames from our fire setting off the alarms
So I may never be a pretty barbie doll
Nor do I love to go shopping at the mall
But I see the beauty in the smallest things
Angels gave unto me the truest music to sing
For my words will only be spoken to the one
Who is willing to live in the warmth of my sun