You teach me many things
Though many people see it as a speech
I learn from you everyday
So hear these words that I say
I thank you for the knowledge and wisdom
From the beginning to the end
You will always be one of my favorite teachers
Even if it seems that this is pretend
I will always remember you until the end

That's a strange word
Don't you think

The fear of writing
Is what it means

It's amazing to think
That a person could
Fear one of the most powerful things

Since they use it everyday
Or they see it everyday

It's a strange word I shall say
Though the meaning makes me
Feel a bit grey

You can shake me
You can break me
You can take whatever I have
But you will never have
My imagination

With my imagination
I can create a
Fantasy world
To escape reality

So take me
Or break me
I don't care
For I will forever have

My imagination

Many lies can be sticky sweet
They can appear as a treat
So we never know the truth
It easily slides out of our mouth
Just a little lie
We never think it could ever hurt someone
But we end up being wrong
But lies can be sweet
And they appear as a treat
Lies can be satisfying
So the truth stay hidden

We all hear it
For it's everywhere
Sometimes when we hear it
We just stop and stare
Music can help us escape
Some of our problems
People may also just stand and gape
For music we hear it everywhere
And sometimes we just can't help but stare
For music is part of you and me
Music can help us feel free

There are many things that I dread
It usually is something I've said
For I can't take it back
It's out there forever
If I dread it
Or if I've said it
It's permanently on the outside
For I could not keep it in
For now I dread
What I've said
I wish I didn't say it
It's been very hurtful
I'm sorry to those
Whom my words have affected