i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon

Spending my Friday night
Weeping over my thoughts
And getting drunk alone
I'm embarrassed to the core
My soul hurts
I think it wants out
This life isn't for me
I don't know what to do

Scared of how perfect you are
Up close and from afar
Your mind is of the highest
One of the purest, mightiest
It's intimidating to the core
But when you speak, I want more
I get caught in my thoughts
Thinking of you
When I'm silent, I'm reeling
Don't understand what I'm feeling
Is this real? Or are you an illusion?
Seems too good to be reality
Everything always seems to be a fallacy

Money hungry
Describes our world
We destroy and harm
(Ourselves and the earth)
For pieces of paper
It's repulsive
A waste of human labor
We're meant to live
Not to sit at a desk
People forget there's more than this
9 to 5, working over time
Everyone's eyes looking beyond tired
Losing communication with one another
I'll smile and wave
Nowadays most people don't even bother
Kindness is embedded in me
Where did it go
Life is supposed to be so much more beautiful

This modern world
Makes me cringe
Why was I chosen,
Chosen to live
I don't believe
In this society
The more modern we are
our minds drift farther
We are one with the trees
Flowers
Animals and bees
It's not hard to look
This universe is us
But no one is paying attention
Because of all these new inventions

I thought my past was all I had,
I didn't understand
The struggles, triumphs, pain
Is the reason that I am
Judge me if you must,
But no one judges me like I do
My past makes up myself
And I swear to the tree tops
To help anybody else

I wish humans could see
we're meant to be free
Only some understand
Most are asleep
We are meant to be
up in the trees
or running through fields
and jumping in leaves
It's make believe
what we've come
to believe
And it's sad to see
From up in my tree