A tale of a lady in waiting.....
Emily did speed dating,
For her swain she is waiting,
Emily, anticipating,
Hopes fantasising,
Are her nuptials nearing?
Is today that diamond appearing?
Shall she have a solitaire ring?
Preceding her white wedding?
Now her swain is appearing,
He has a burning question,
She waits for his suggestion,
She's the lady in waiting,
Is her swain proposing?
"Emily, Emily, Emily,"
He sighs, heavily,
"Here is my question burning,
I ask my soul's deep yearning,"
Emily waits for a diamond ring,
"Emily, Emily, Emily,"
Swain whispers breathily,
The lady is waiting....
"Can you marinate chicken wings?"
"Emily, Emily, Emily,"
He yells angrily,
"That's rude, how crude!
That's the last time I see you!"
Now her own wings she is marinading,
Does she resume speed dating?
Does Emily ever stop dreaming?
Solitaire ring anticipating,
The lady is waiting,
The lady is waiting,
And waiting, and waiting, and waiting............

If an end can be a beginning
And a beginning can be an end
Then I'm probably a rough corner
Too odd for life to bend
Stretch into conformity?
I hope that doesn't happen to me.
I owned my weirdness long ago
If you gave me drugs that would probably normalize me

So if I ever feel better, If I ever go outside when it's warm in a turtleneck sweater
Put a lyrical bullet through my brain
Because I'm far from normal, if you see me that way I've gone insane

When did things start to get hard?
When did the tears start flowing rapidly and steadily?
When did the hatred begin?
When did the anger start coming more quickly?
When did the disobeying my mother begin?
When did sneaking out my window to meet a boy at 2 AM begin?
When the self-hate beg begin?
When did my relationships begin to fail?
When did I start hating the world?
When did I start to pretend that there is no such thing as a good th thing?
When did I start to break down?
When did I start to feel like I'm drowning?
When did everyone depend on me for a smile?
When did everyone start to look up to me?
When did I start to love a kid in a 3rd world country?
When did I start to fight a losing war?
When did I start to think that sleep could cure my failing school grades?
When did I start to feel so down all the time?
When did I start to write to keep myself sane?
When did I start putting my trust into God, instead of my friends?
When did it become so much lighter on my shoulders?
When did my true happiness come back?

What happened to the angry kid??

I bumped into a girl in an elevator
Hair as crimson as the devil's eyes
Voice as sweet as the devil's lies
And as the elevator stopped at my floor
I left out the silver lined door
Thinking I'd never meet her again.
It was in between lost and found
That I saw her once more,
The girl from the elevator.
She speaks to me, noticing the same things
I had noticed,
If I had a diary, today would read 'note this:
you met a lovely girl in an elevator',
She asks me 'Hey do you like s.....?'
Forgetting her words she started
Hissing like a serpent,
The wait for her to ask
Is extremely agitating,
'Sugar? Sweets? Sushi? ***? What is s....?'
My mind questioning itself.
She continues
'Do you like sandwiches?',
My mind again going into overdrive,
'was that an innuendo? Did she mean....?
Does she have a friend that I missed?',
'Yes' I replied,
Shaking my head to the side
Playing a little shy.

She bought me a sandwich...
And we went our separate ways.

To this day ,
As far apart as she and I are,
I would always hope
That the girl I might fall in love with later
Is the girl that I met in the elevator.

There's no one left to blame, things are not the same,
The happiness you once brought, will never come again.
When you think it's over you start feeling the pain.
The pain of love lost and you can't turn around again.

I never wanted things to be this way, but I can't go on living like this.
I remember the days that used to be, when I told you I love you and gave you a kiss.
But I know I can't go back without having a panic attack.
There's someone special out there, and I have to let her know I care.

However I will always care about you, but I have to live my life without you.
Things are never gonna be the same, I'll return to the dust from which I came.
So I need a love, a friendly love, with color and prosperity which will last to eternity.
If I keep you in my life, how am I ever gonna be free?

I need love that is youthful and fruitful, our love now has grown dead and cold.
I've grown a little bit older, a little bit stronger, a little bit bolder, I know that my life is far from over.
The ground benetah my feet is as solid as my heart is because I know it is full of love.

I couldn't go back without feeling the pain, being friends just makes me hurt the same.
But I think about my life and I have to let it be.
Living without you is the only way to be free, all I ask in life is to be happy.

I've been happy now that I'm alone, learned a lot about me I have never known.
There is nothing in life that I regret or would take back. What will be will be.
Keeping the heart free is the only way to live. and waiting for the right one for your heart to give.

These days of disgrace leave me with a feeling of disgust.
The wars, the pain, material things, and lust.
The way people abuse love and turn it into rust.  
Leaving yourself to blame and no one to trust.

I know I've felt the pain and need to be set free, there's so much out there that's in store for me.
But to find the one in a million in the vast sea, maybe I found her!  We'll just wait and see
Waiting for something and something to believe in, keeps my head up and changes my living.
Sometimes you gotta just lean on the fence post for awhile, but when the wait's over, you'll have an eternal smile.

Good writes
Neither wrong nor right
Seep to seize reaction