There was no one there to lift him up
Failure par for the course
It used to be so simple once
Coming straight from the source

It's a lonely world he lived in
His existence barely known
He was the greatest of the jesters
With no chance to seize the throne

He never asked for your pity
But instead a lending hand
That he put away his childish thoughts
And start acting like a man

The discovery of unknown strength
Hidden deep within
He washed the paint right off his face
To reveal a crooked grin

The man whom laughed the loudest
Suffered deep inside
Masked with his crooked smile
That he tried so hard to hide

The clouds above so grey and dense
The stars nowhere in sight
He tried so hard to find himself
The taker of the night

Alive he'd been forgotten
He took a turn for worse
For years he drank the poison
But it never quenched his thirst

He adapted to blend in
His curiosity never met
No harm did he ever cause
Before a court that rests

Gone to meet his maker
With less than he arrived
Never finding his fulfillment
The man who was deprived

I'm in line on the runway,
Waiting to take flight.
Not sure where I'll be landing,
Or what the weather will be like.
Will I reach my destination?
Will I take off from the ground?
Will I slowly make my way,
Or will I reach the speed of sound?
Will I render to life's temptations,
Contribute to my own demise?
Will I believe all that I hear,
Or what I see with my own eyes?
And when I've reached my destination,
Shall I touch down from the skies?
Will it be all that I've envisioned,
Or will I be forced to comprise?
Should I remain above the clouds,
Bask in the suns radiant light?
Or venture further out into space,
Guided by the moon lit night?
Travel through the solar system,
Staring at the stars till I go blind?
Or burn through the earths atmosphere
Announcing I've arrived?  
Or dive into the ocean,
Getting swallowed by the tide?
Or initiate my ejector seat,
And just enjoy the ride?

If I saw a mountain, I would climb it, until I reached it's peak
With a drive to stay alive and prove to myself I'm not too weak
Battling self doubt, playing fair as not to cheat
Casting aside all of my flaws, none that I would keep
Scaling the walls to gain perspective, if blindfolded I'd still peek
Protecting secrets and all slander, Holding back with tongue in cheek
Chasing after unrealistic goals,
Whether too high or way too deep
Burning all my bridges, the only option left to leap
With no courage left inside me or the faith I ought to seek
Mustering up enough resilience
To separate the normal from the freaks
Gushing perspiration, soaked from head down to my feet
Drenched and sweating bullets, so much that I thought I sprung a leak
Words too often come without action,
It's plain knowledge talk is cheap

I want to climb up a redwood tree
Kiss the face staring back at me
I want to cry into the ocean
Be overcome with emotion

I want to sing in the open wind
Explain to you my devotion
I want you near as the fire burns
I don't want to cause a commotion
But I've succumb to your potion

I want to walk holding hand in hand
Through the park like couples do  
As long as I feel the notion
Do whatever you choose to

I want to feel your body next to mine
At night in bed or at the checkout line
As we grow old like a real fine wine
My heart belongs to you

I want to share in what the future holds
Carve it out into a plaster mold
I want to share my world with you
If you'll allow me to
Don't let my heart grow cold

I recognize it as art.
Because it is unrecognizable,
Yet splendid
Pleasing to the eye
Lifted in a way
That you may feel connected
Floating in thin air
Soaking in the scene
Taking in all the brightness
Where the paint is sheen
Admiring the work,
The spark, and
The art

My path to happiness is spiraling
Spiraling down the drain
Locked up in the closet
Waiting to hear my name

I wait and wait
Sitting beside myself
Alone and yet together
With my declining health

There’s someone coming to save me
To open up the closet door
I hope, and hope, and hope
And then I hope some more

But there is no one that’s coming
I know what there is in store
I must face all of my demons
And nothing can come before

Not until I realize
Exactly who it is I’m doing it for
Until I break the chains that hold me down
Can I spread my wings and soar