Why so sad my morning angel
did the darkness clip your wings
pull your heart down here from heaven
to settle where the reaper sings.

Why so sad my pretty blossom,
see your weakened petals fall
once you ruled the wildflower hillside
with hope and wonder for us all.

Please lift your heart and sing a lovesong
sing of aching burning need,
sing of limbs entwined and stirring
hidden places, planted seed.

Won't you lift your song to heaven
spread your wings and count to ten
'cause lingering deep within your passion
is where I found my soul again.

Sometimes I want to be alone
Away from the others
With their judge mental eyes
Or tendency to smother

I want to be different
To stand out or apart
I want to express all that's in this foolish heart

Don't care for approval
Want to stir things up
Make them think or wonder
What the ....

You are in my favorite memories
You are in my favorite dreams
You are in my thoughts
You are in my world

You make my wrong right
You make me wake
You make me stand up straight
You make me fall in love every time I see you
You make me complete

You are my other half
You are my light in darkness
You are my everything
You are my forever and always

I think back
I think of wonder memories
I think of us
I think of the past
I think of the present
I think of future

Maybe I think to much.....

The feeling you give me
The shock waves you send through out my body
The happiness you give me
The forgetfulness I gain
Is the reason i let you stay

You are so wrong
Yet so right
I want you to leave me alone
Yet you come back through out
All of those lonely nights

When your around I ***** up
I become a failure
I become my farther
I become someone I don't even know

You are my flaw
With out you I would be better off
Yet I can't let you go
Let go of my family tradition
My family destruction
alcohol you are my biggest flaw

When I grow up
I don't want to be
Famous
Rich
Known
Or the center of  attention
I want to be
helpful

I'd like to be
A psychologist
But not just any
Psychologist
I'd like to be a
Juvenile Clinic Psychologist

You see child therapists
Seem to avoid
Troubled kids in juvenile
But not one child
Ever deserves to be ignored
All children are special
Yes they may have a past
And yes
They may be troubled
But aren't we all?

But you know what
Please continue
To ignore these kids
So then I can be the one to help them
I always have been selfish

Please continue
To ignore these kids
Because you probably had a nice childhood
I never did
So I can relate to these troubled kids
And I can be the one who's helpful
That is all I want anyways
Is to help children
They need it the most

They said that heartbreak is only emotional pain,
but I saw the symptoms of shock in the mirror,
lips so pale as to blend in with my skin colour.

I felt dizzy, nauseous, could feel both the thunder of my heart and it's slowness.
Yes, heartbreak is real, as real as the strength of one's heart.

Or do I mean soul?

But what is broken may always be mended,
and I'm feeling a lot better now,
and I hope you are too.