a green sprout comes out of the ground
joyful and full of hope, a new world to be found
as the sprout begins to live and learn
it grows into a plant strong and firm
every time the plant is emotionally scarred
a new thorn appears
its harder for the plant to let down its guard
as the thorns accumulate through the years
but with the tears come rain
and from the rain grows a flower
just as it takes true pain
to know love's true power...
love is a plant, you are the gardener and your only duty
is nurture the plant so it will emanate its eternal beauty

A million poets have tried to express
my feelings for you with no success
I'm afraid the count is now a million and one
since I am seeking the words and I've found none
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling for you
pinch me, am I dreaming, can this be true
inside me has awaken a ocean,
an ocean heart-felt of emotion
I have caught glimpses in times before
but now I stand on it's mighty shore
looking out at the sea of what is, and the horizon of what could be
and this overwhelming feeling encompasses me
It's love, it's love, It's love I say!
Oh love, Oh love, Oh what a day!

you say I'm mister right
but I'm mister one night
then I really got to go
you say I'm a lover
but baby I'm a fighter
and I don't want my wounds to show
well I can't be who you want me to be
and it's driving me out of control
but I can't can't break free
beacause I'm a slave to thee
so I'm traveling the underground railroad

well I'm not your little puppet
and your not my puppeteer
I'm not some realization of your imagination
this has got to end right here...

you say I'm prince charming
and my looks are disarming
and you wouldn't change a thing
you said you'd love me
unconditionally
but there's conditions on everything
well I can't stand your double standards
your passive aggression,
how you sweetly slander
my good name... drives me insane
you had my heart but it was all in vain

well I'm not your little puppet
and your not my puppeteer
I'm not some realization of your imagination
this has got to end right here...

Breath in, breath out
don't forget what life is all about
in the end the projects and the papers
will turn to dust vapors
the rumors of the past
will never last
the people who are mean
will go on to have life's of no meaning
sometimes life wears us down
so that our true selves can be found

My mind and my heart
seem worlds apart
the two are really conflicted
cause things didn't turn out as I predicted
my heart sees the potential gain
but my mind can't stand the initial pain
my heart could wait for her forever
and my mind could wait a week
my mind wants the quickest way to happiness
while my heart is longing for the girl I seek
so which one do I follow?
which one do I trust?
do I listen to logic and reason
or follow love and lust
I can't decide
my thoughts change like the tide
all my heart wants
is to be by her side
while my mind wants to hide
until these feelings subside
the two are on a crash course
and they are going to collide
so do I do what is safe?
or do I follow my heart?
I can't make up my mind
and that's the worst part

.     .     .     .   knew highs                                                      
                            /\                                                          
.______________/   \      /\    ____ _ _ _ _   
see this line ^             \   /    \/    now back to snoring               
flat, dull, boring           \/              flatline = status quo              
                              knew lows       flatline = comfort zone        
    
     this high
         /\
       /    \         /\
.___/        \     /    \ _________________ _ _ _ _      
                \/            and the hospitals all know
            this low            that flatline = death
     .     .      .     .     .     death by Cenophobia