Saying a whole lot we'd never do
Like hey man hit me up and come through
Simpler times like we still in high school
When you're an adult it's like there is a common trend
Where we start is most likely where we end
Customer service like have a good day
In the end we just wanna get paid
Weekends turn to stories of how messed up you are
Then novels about how you didn't go far
21 hit the bar instead of raising it
420 still smoking might as well face it
Mind state same color as a nosebleed
Wired mind figuring out what you need
Reapers lurking might as well concede

In the rain I still feel the tears
Running from my darkest fears
No matter how wet I get in the rain
I still feel this harkening pain
Like I've finally reached my end of the road
And never had a chance to get that old
Covet those who feel so pure
Head in the clouds looking for the cure

I'll give you it all just love me
I'll hold the door just to get close to you
Do the dishes to watch you at ease
shave the beard for that gentle touch
Smooth caress a feeling I miss so much
Finish the laundry to get ***** again
Delete my life to attain our own
But when I'm around you, you spend all your time on a phone...

Eyes a pool with no limit in depth
I fall in love with the feel of her gaze
Heart stained blue an aquatic maze
Digging through a sea of emotion
Trying to read her erratic motion
Smile always a grin like she knows what you can't
Making your thoughts seem smaller
Her voice makes you want to call her
baby or boo even banana
Crazy how I feel about this girl her name is...

Don't kiss me unless you're going to miss me
Let this be known to thee
I am nothing but a human, with feelings
Real? Artificial? It makes no difference
People still have them, but rarely show
Wearing your heart on your sleeve won't keep your warm
When the icy cold wind of reject creeps it way on by

I am of love but, love i am terrified of.
That and other things i have fear of.
terrified of the idea of.
stress i suffer the damage of.
a good man they take advantage of.
I am who I'm most afraid of.
For evil is what i am made of,
because love is evil.
tainted by the most evil species on earth, people.
Love is the worst real life movie that needs no sequel.
Knowing that still i repeat love.
the worst thing you could speak of.

I paradox questions, ask
me, to what I wish for
what i want, Or, is the word I search for,
desire?
  whim is soft, whispery
would never fit, poetically,
my emphasis I seek.
I require a design of permanence,
Or do I?
Need requires, want desires,
whim is sudden
specific to now,
nit pick,
I do
what I meant.