I spent years trying to be
one of the boys because i
couldn't be one of the girls
that boys like or girls liked

so now I've learned to be
whatever boys like, whatever
men like I'm not sure. so I search
for those perfect traits that align
with mine and they're never in
the same place, all in different
bodies.  And however petty
it may seem, i'm worried

that no one else will ever like
me for me.

I have a tendency to give up.
Not because I don't care, it's just because I don't care enough.
So when I sit some 10 rows back, curtains open, fade to black,
and I see your gams creep from stage left like that,
there's a symphony that runs through me when I see the spotlight.
Something like, with hypnotizing might, you take me elsewhere as I gaze at your sight.
The power you have over me, and you don't even knows it.
Makes me grin that I'm safe for now hiding this secret but truth is, I want to expose it.

Keep dancing. That's all I think when I think of you.
Two powerful words that describe the truth and how to get it through.
Life is as you take it. And your constant flash of whites reminds me to never forget:
'There are two sides to everything", but I haven't seen the greener grass yet.
And it's probably on your side of that picket fence.
Devil smirk, woman's worth, with a child innocence.
Of course, I mean, I trip over the right words to dish out,
Haven't been too fond of broads lately and you're one of which I can't miss out.
See, you're that I'mgoingtoregretnottryingharder type of dame,
oozing with beauty like you can't keep it contained.
But if that were radioactive waste, I'd still want a taste.
Let me bathe in that divine cesspool and show you how to drown,
I don't mean it literally, I just mean I'll hold you down.
Don't feed me sympathy, simply tell me don't come around,
And I'll pack my thoughts within poems that are internet-bound.

I feel that there's a cage inside my being
no matter how ******* high I jump
I never reach the ceiling
turn on the daily news and all I see is killing
bullets fly from clips but there isn't really meaning
in the blood shed that's spilling ever further
I don't even want to be a ******* father
cause my kids would inherit a sub par
school system, and it'd be worse if I got a daughter
guys with sick thoughts always picking on her
what happened to good old fashioned honor?
Hell I can barely afford community college
It's not like I'm a low life, just got an empty wallet
Work a minimum wage job if thats what you want to call it
but even 9 dollars an hour doesn't count as profit
when the government turns around, grabs half a pay check and swallows it
The good get put on blast while the bad get ******* all of it.

oh, you
you that fills every layer of me
you that stains my skin and heart just by being; you who is a part of me
you who's lips taste like the remains of last nights cigarettes and the transferred aroma of my morning coffee
and oh, those lips that brush my skin, and make my hairs stand on end; and the beat of my heart quicken
and unhealthy it might be, that you leave me unable to sleep, unable to breathe without your sweet company
but that will never cease my desire
you, with your limitless potential; never seen by your own eyes, but
oh my it is there
you that transports me to a new universe entirely by a quick glance

my sunrise; and reason for the sun rising each and every day; for what is the point without beauty for the suns rays to rest upon
my muse; for what is poetry without inspiration
me; for what am i without you

you and your imperfect perfections, of which i could never match; but still i try
and oh, there are some that write better; always use the right words
and think more deeply
but there are none who love more passionately, entirely
than yours, truly

had a woman
my bride
i had love
inside
i had a smile
so wide
had a heart
complied
we had a baby
it cried
it had some tears
they dried
i had some hope
my guide
i tried to cope
i tried
i worked harder
applied
all my pain
i hide
i felt trapped
hands tied
my own view
my side
i just couldnt
confide
i tried
you lied
my freedom
denied
now we must
divide
i am done
i ride
or we both
collide
used to be
beside
you hurt me
defied
i put you
aside

i had a woman
my bride
i had drive
inside
i had a smile
so wide
had a heart
complied
i had love
it died

I don't want you to go,
I want you to stay,
I don't want you to be so far away.

Your flight's taking off,
in just a few days,
and then you will be in San Francisco Bay.

I told you I'd send you
little reminders throughout the day,
just in case your smile fades.

I don't want you to go,
I want you to stay.