putting on a mask of happy and excited
all the time, never being tired
because it would confuse people
but, it's exhausting
always acting like you have triple the energy you do
having to always be the one who pushes people
the trains out of fuel to the top f the mountain
to be the bright optimistic one in a sea of pessimism
its tiring, its draining
but its what we people must do
because no one else will
because they have not seen their darkest lows
and had to be their own bright light at the end of the tunnel
a light people follow

i do not plan to go down
but if i shall fall
i will not go down with out a fight
i do not choose many battles
but those i do i fight till the end
i will go up in flames
or come out victorious
either way i will stick with my army
through bullets and flames till the end

I must be confused
because I never thought I'd see you again
I gave up long ago, I've let it go
and here you are
the past has caught up
because your here, standing right in front of me
and I see it in your eyes that you recognize me
but your not quite sure how, why
How could you not remember?
the Saturday swims, Trampoline tricks
Friday night Family movie
the long Tuesday nights a the studio?
How could you not remember?
we called ourselves sisters

cabinet doors left open
cake mix on the counter
a board game half finished
family portraits hang on the wall
laundry folded in neat piles to be put away
everything is still, silent
not a breath, nor a soul
like everyone just vanished
their laughter hangs in the air
like the portraits on the walls
their shadows still strewn across the floor
but nobody's home

A man's intelligence is not measured by the number of words knows
but he uses them

the light in which we see ourselves is dimmer than the light in which we are seen

this is all new to me
i'm clueless... i'm confused
I've never felt like this before
this feeling of more, more, more
but it comes so naturally to you
you know exactly what to do
while i'm frozen in a moment of clueless and confused