i am a sheep of the blackest
shade.
and my sisters,
wooly white angels
in bleached mohair.
me i could do no good.
me bad through to the core.
them angelic, pure.
at least that's what, everybody,
thought they saw

girl, i am a member of the black sheep clan

my feet have always had,
a need to be elsewhere.
Dad called it my infernal wanderlust...
so, i have heeded their call.
travelled far and wide,
finding love in ports everywhere,
but none for to be my bride.

girl, i am a member of the black sheep clan.

always moving forward,
so i don't have to...
look behind.
but still,
self recrimination
is a constant bedfellow
of mine.
you know, it takes years,
of dedicated time and headspace.
to become a man,
beyond, his prime.

girl, i am a member of the black sheep clan.

a merry, meticullous ****-up.
who can laugh, at hisself,
yet, still continue to commit  his biggest crime,
daily i **** myself....
daily i survive....
just a one man crime wave,
not worth trying to save.
but you do, you do.

girl, i am a member of the black sheep clan.

motley me,
with a jester's soul.
trying for laughter,
but just getting more old.
lived a life, bought,
purely on fool's gold.
now close to the hereafter and still breaking the mold.

girl, i am a member of the black sheep clan.

the Crue knew who i am.
i am just one of this world's many misunderstood.

*girl i am just one member of the black sheep clan.

I will not fight what feels right
Nor will I silence what inspires
For sometimes we find everything
When we find our desires
None of us will ever know
Just what is meant to be
Without wanting
Without waiting
Without seeing where it leads

If we do't take a chance
Then we don't stand a chance

It's a different kind of crazy, and different kind of sane
It's a welcome form of torture and a pleasant way of pain
It's in tears for joyous reasons and in unexpected smiles
It's in overflowing energies so shared through every while
It's in everything we say and do, in rhythm and in rhyme
It's in every word we've spoken and in every written line
It's in every, "I love you," and embrace when day is through
It is such a treasured pleasure to have found someone like you
Rest your eyes, return to dream, and we'll talk in but a while
May you have a beautiful morning, and awaken with a smile

grabbing the shovel of regret
you excavate the soft soil of the calm earth
that was once so fertile and perfect

piercing it's peace and purity
only left with the fragile remnants of dirt
that have instantly crumbled to pieces

you dig yourself deeper into the hole
the hands of loved ones reach out to you,
but why do you only reject?

you want to look up
but you're too afraid
to let your tears, already at the brim of your eyes to fall

you tell yourself to only look down
and dig deeper into the abyss of eternal darkness

by then, you've already dug too deep
you call for help
but everyone already gave up and left

it saddens me,
the idea of your complicated mentality

that the people around you cause only nothing but trouble
that the burdens laid upon you are not from yourself,
but only from others

love, open your eyes
why must you think this way?

you've denied everything
that could've lead you to the path of life

yet you carelessly ignored the help
and lead yourself to the pit of death

no one else is here to blame
when will you realize until it's too late?

when really the only person who held you back

was yourself.

m.p.