In a land made of darkness
where the trees were burnt black
and the sky was not blue there
all color it lacked
where the people were gray
and the sun very pale
but for the most part
no one ever failed
there were no tough decisions
and no problems too
everything was clear cut
they knew what to do

but what is the point
if there's no choice in life?
if there's no other pathways
it's a pointless strife
To live and to stay
alive are not the same
people must make decisions
choose how they play the game
because to play one game
with another game's rules
would never work out
you'd just get confused

one day a small girl
made this connection
she must live her own life
and not be a mere extension
and she exploded with color
and spread it where she walked
and she marveled in awe
and everyone else gawked
yellows and blues
and marvelous greens
melting the darkness
with the vision she'd seen
and others joined in
finding their inner worth
and spreading more colors
all over the earth
and remember, dear reader
never doubt yourself
you can do anything
just leave those dark clouds

because nothing
     makes me happier

and nothing
    makes me sadder

than you

Burn the books,
the pictures too,
burn everything, burn it all,
like there was nothing else to do!

We've been down this road once before,
but for the sake of our friendship,
let's travel down just this once,
just once more.

Whether we'll end up to regret it,
or pay with our life,
but the trade out is worth it,
if I gain me a wife.

Remember that willow,
down by the ol' creek?
Remember that tire swing,
we'd meet at every week?

How 'bout that meadow,
the one that we both used to go,
it was pretty in the summer,
and shinin' covered in snow!

Burn the troubles, your cares away,
burn it all, and with me please stay!
I've got a fire goin',
burnin nice and hot,
I'm about to give you,
everything I got.

I've got to hands, ready to build us a house,
these same two hands that worked so hard,
to buy you your favorite blouse.
That ol' truck is still goin' strong,
that carried us to the meadow and back,
when the picnic went all wrong.

That time when the teacher
in high schooled called me out,
I almost bought the farm from her,
if you didn't distract her with a shout.

Good Lord, I thank thee for this angel here,
thank you Lord Almighty, for this pretty lady I can call
"Dear".
With affection and compassion,
I look at her all day,
she makes me go weak and dumb,
but makes me wanna say...

"Burn up the fields, the trees are on fire!
You pretty lady, are my only true desire!
Allow me your hand, to the day that we wed,
Never to part, even on our bed.
Burn me up, inside and out,
this lil' lady is mine, without a doubt!
I'll never let her go, because you gave her to me,
I'll take real good care of her,
good care of her you'll see.
One day Lord, I know she'll come back home to you,
but right now Lord do grant me,
this chance with her, to say
I Do."

Burn the land, and boil the see,
I don't care,
cause no one will take her away from me.

Cold to the touch, and too hot to handle,
Good Lord Almighty, she's poppin like a Roman Candle!
She makes a Georgia day, seem like sweet ol' rain,
Good Lord Almighty, she knows she drives me insane!

Burn, burn, everything I see,
just Lord I pray, don't let her walk away from me.

So..

Ive been thinking about you a lot lately.
At this point in time, i should probably be studying *Mathematics
But instead, I'm looking to add us two together
Because it wouldn't be nearly as complicated as long division
To subtract all the zeroes in my life
Until its just you and I as a final product.
The only thing I really got out of calculus
Was that a great relationship could be our derivative.
I think the function for Y
This is happening is because
You have made
an X-ceptional difference
In my life;
Your beauty's limits are just imaginary numbers.

But -
I think I should review my English notes,
Because, I swear- We're just like Romeo and Juliet!
... minus the whole killing ourselves thing,
There aren't enough words in any dictionary
To completely envelop the feelings I have that make me so wary,
Now that you've torn down my walls, I hate being vulnerable,
You've gotten so close, so fast -
i can almost feel you hugging my soul.

Pero, uhh, donde esta mi libro de Espanol?
Porque
hay una mujer que domina mis sentidos con solo tocar mi piel,
y solo por un beso con ella soy feliz.

But in all seriousness.
The Chemistry we have is undeniable.
You take away all the oxygen in the room
When you get my blood boiling
And stomach toiling
when our eyes lock;
A limitless amount of reactions are unfolding
With you being my catalyst for my heart beating
Every time our hands are meeting.

Its now 5th period, Psychology,
When we kiss, its visualized neurology
Because my lips still tingle when you allow me
To go clinically crazy,
I'm only left to plead insanity
After our physiological fallacy.

Or maybe i should crack open my History textbook,
Because all I ever hear about
Is how Benjamin Franklin was a ****,
And that crazy chick from 300 stabbed her love affair,
Or, quite simply,
How nothing good ever lasts.
Well, I don't know why I'm even in school anymore,
Because I feel like you and I reversed millenniums
Of misguided relationships,
Because with finger locked,
We ran through Berlin Walls that said
High school romance was stupid,
And practically caused World War 3
When so many jealous lovers realized
That the only weapon of mass destruction
Is the undeniable army of two that we have become.
I'd say
We're a bit closer
To that old couple from The Notebook!
..wait..
they die too.

So the last bell has rung,
You made me late to every class,
But if my homework was just to love you,
**There'd be no doubt that I'd pass.

Oh, Danielle
your voice carries south
and whistles
through the ages.

Oh, Decibel
your sound hollows out
and compounds
through the stages.

Oh, Wishing Well
full of stagnant doubt
and rusted,
wasted wages.

Oh, Danielle
your voice naught without
keeping me
in cages.

I am selfish.
It seems to me like each day you drift
a little farther from my arms,
but while I lie here alone, missing you,
I must admit to myself that it is really I
who has left. My poor heart, which longs
for your kiss each time you smile,
is pushing you away. I am losing a friend
because I am unable to silence my own desires
whenever you hold my hand. If I was truly
your friend I would be able to stay with you
through every silent storm that passes through us.
I should be able to stand strong by your side,
even when she is there, too.
Obviously, I have failed you as a friend,
and if I can't overcome my own pain for you, how
could I ever be your only one?

Your were right.
I act so pitiful.
You were right.
I am negative.
You were right.
I'm a think in absolutes.
You were right.
I'm like a Sith.

But what do labels really change?
Do they warm you at night?
Even though it is,
you'd never admit my statement is right.

I'm gonna hold back tears,
every freakin' day for you.
I'm put up this always-an-optimist act,
every freakin' time you say to.
I'm gonna laugh,
and never again cry.
Because you say it makes you tired...

I'm gonna hold in my scream,
and smile, never frown.
I'm gonna say I'm a-okay,
while you cut me down,
such a wee-tree.
I don't deserve sarcastic mimicry.

But you don't even need me..
You don't even see me..
So why do I have to..
waste all my freakin' control on you?

If I so much as complain,
about you,
about life,
you stab me with a freaking knife.

What happened?
You were my role-model,
my brother,
my best friend,
my life.

"I know."
Is all I am able to say to you anymore,
because if I strike so slightly,
the rain will pour.