One day a rabbit was jumping and skipping and running and flipping,
which caught the eye of a beautiful cheetah. The cheetah, interested in what she was seeing, strolled over.
The rabbit, so thrilled to have an audience, tried his best to jump higher run faster and move with such fluidity. All the rabbit ever wanted to do was impress. As the rabbit and cheetah grew closer, the rabbit began to notice that the cheetah could jump higher, run faster and do so with such elegance. This made the rabbit thrilled with joy, yet slightly embarrassed of his attempt to impress the humble cheetah. Despite the talent of the cheetah, she continued to lay there and watch with such flare in her eyes. Though the rabbit never understood why the cheetah showed such interest, he was quite thankful for her.

Monsters under my bed
I know they're there
But never dare I look
Until tonight
The truth isn't
Easy to face
When I'm staring
Into my own

I'm tired of being sad
I'm sick from all the pain
I know I have it better
Than most people
Around the world
So why must I cry
The same cry
As millions before me
Maybe I just need a hug
From another beating heart
While whispering in my ear
The cliché words
"Everything will be ok"

She shattered my reflection
Altering introspection
Inflection on deception
Injected the infection
Born purely from rejection
Craving all the affection
Could it be misconception?
Why must I learn this lesson?

Each and every wilted leaf, delivers me a wilted emotion. As your flower fades my strength dwindles. I need you as much as you need me. Starting as a seed, you became the beauty in my life. You've been there through thick and thin. Most of all, you were the listener to my words; the ear to my mouth; the silent wisdom and answers to my cry's. You've carried me through the hardest of times, smiling up at me with so much joy and glee. Now you weep and droop hiding from the light. Please look up at me and remember how far we've come. I will smile at you as you did for me.

I was young and full of innocence. The world seemed perfect, a playground at my fingertips. Magic was real and fairytales came true. I didn't have to worry about how I feel or how to cure the blues. With that view of the world I felt limitless. I became older and age stole my innocence.

As we lay here
So far away
Life's mirror
Reflecting our days
Memories like gold
Forever treasured
Until I'm old
Nothing measures

All these ideas which I conceive I predetermined meditatively creating reason to believe all is everything in this reality and all is so beautifully wound and bound all around leaving love to be the only thing found and it trails and prevails leaving no option to fail but rise above into a perfect fit glove called life.