I peer through this window,
Looking through life’s magnifying glass
Examining and questioning meaning in one’s life.
When I thought all hope was lost,  I found you

Your freckles were dusted on your face like sands of Michigan
As your light blue eyes peer into a crowded room
And people seemed not to notice you,
As the group’s ego, eagerly overpowers you and makes you stay in silence.

But I notice
I noticed your quirky laugh, warm smile, and blue eyes staring at me
And I don't know why but I can't stop staring,
The outside noise ceases to exist, and I just get lost.
Lost like a rock star without a guitar or a poet without words
And it feels like a valet is taking off my coat. The Coat I often wear called stress.
Your smile warms a room like fresh baked cookies on a cold winter night.

When I'm with other people,
I start to think about what you are doing or what you are up to because you run in my mind all Night like reruns on Nick At Nite.
And for once in my life I didn't hear screaming in my head.
An old wise man once told me that if its too good to be true then it probably is,
And you know what.
He was right

Because now I peer through this window
Staring down at you, yet you never look back.
No matter how many times I tell you that you're beautiful,
you never say thank you.
Instead you took it for granted and moved on to someone else.
Someone who lacks respect or doesn't see the beautiful women you are,
And you simply flush me out. Flushed like T.P down a toilet as I call out like ET so I can phone You, but you just ignore me and flush away my existence.
You ripped out my soul, dragging around the town for everyone can see what hopeless soul you Have captured this time.

You make me feel empty.
Empty like a politician's words or empty like a newborn’s mind.
Now when I see your freckles or your Innocent eyes and
When I get lost, all I feel is pain.
I escape to my mind trying to figure out what is wrong with me?
Is it my beliefs, my lack of muscle or smarts?
And when you ask me how I’m doing, I would lie and say that I am fine and that you are not on My mind, and  you running in my mind like that TV shows that haunts my nights.
What rips me apart the most is that you are fine with your slab of meat.

So now I look down through this window,
All I see is white mist called dreams haunting my wounded heart night after night,
Dreaming that one day, I can hold you into my arms,
I can feel your lips touch mine, I can waste my time with you,
And call you mine,
But a dream is just a dream.

Where are you?

I cant seem to find you
In this darkness that lurks around me
This torch that I'm holding feels like it is useless as.
All I can see around me are the people don't matter to me.
When I call out for your name,
all I hear is the echo of this cave that I am in.
It feels like the cave is mocking me
because it shouts out the words that I cry.

When I pick up my ukulele,
All I feel is pain and sorrow
Wrapped around these stings
That I strum Oh so quietly.
Quietly like your voice
when you are cuddle with me
with all of those nights.

When I play our song,
All I feel are the lyrics eating me up
Like the demons that rest inside my cursed soul

Let’s Cut out all the ropes
As you watch me fall
And now all of my love is wasted
Like the homeless man
Whose only means of medicating
Is ***** so he can hide
From all of the skeletons
That float around in his mind

No matter how many times I played this song in the darkness
All I can feel
Is loneliness caressing me
In her arms.
And sadly it is the only love I will feel for a long time.

When I walk in the park,
I hear the bees whispering their secrets in my ears.
They tell me all of the juicy gossip from the winds that blow their way.
They are telling me about your beauty,
They talk about your green eyes that stand out in the murky fogs of San Francisco,
They tell takes of the wars scars you wear on your arms with pride.
Sure these Bess were telling me these stories until I meet you.