beware when you fall in love
with an artist
be it a painter, a singer, or poet

for the artist will
paint you
with strokes and hues
in shapes of every kind

sing about you
with heartbreak lyrics
and feelings which rhyme

write about you
with the simplest words
and a secret message she wants to say

beware of the artist,
and her love
one wrong move
and you're an artwork in her display

I've been trying my best
The very I best I could
To treat everyone
Just like I should
Trying to follow all the trends
True to keep up with my best friends
But I'm starting to grow tired

I think it's about time
I take off the mask I've been hiding behind
Show the world my true colors
So they can see
The real me

I’m filing as a missing person,
For all these months I’ve spent inside.
Despite the pills that I’ve been given,
You can never turn the tide.

All I wanted was some freedom,
A chance to stretch out in the sun,
But I’m having conversations with the streetlights;
Talking to friends where there are none.

This bus is full of lonely people,
Who’ll cry only in the dark;
For all the dreams they’d left in high school,
And the teenage lovers in the park.

We only send out grateful letters
Once old friends have moved address,
And I can’t fight this sleep much longer,
Whilst I am straining to confess.

This life isn’t what I wanted,
Nor can it be what I wish for,
But I will settle for the sound
Of you knocking at my door.

The answer is in the quantum world.
Each probability exists in some reality,
As a multitude of collisions bind us
To who we think we are.

We cannot see the coded matrix,
This code to solidity in the face
Of empty space. We are not
creation’s children, but creation itself.