Creativity cannot be conjured,
Without a little madness.
It is in the crazy that we find,
the beauty beyond us.

Strokes of paint mean nothing,
without a story or emotion.
In our medium we find ourselves,
Creation and Destruction.

The world here calls me a lunatic,
An amateur, a monstrosity.
But today you label me 'crazy',
Tomorrow you label me 'visionary'.

My heart is a sea,
Dark azure and green,
Its waves crash and turn,
Goodbye, dear sanity.

My feelings are the tides,
Upon shores it rides,
A sapphire marvel,
Beyond which it hides.

My happiness is an ocean,
always churning in motion,
going back and forth,
An unstable emotion.

My sadness crawls deep down,
in the darkness I drown,
it holds on to me,
and sits with a guilty crown.

My waves are ever-moving,
Its height ever-looming,
I am never the same shade,
I am tea ever-brewing.

But this is the way I am,
the way I move and frolic,
the way I dance and fall,
the way I lie and crawl.

I am an emotional being.
I am okay,
then I am not,
and that is okay.

I miss(ed) you
the girl with black hair
who loved the blue sky
and breathed in fresh air

I miss(ed) you
who had no cares in the world
who came home to no worries
in her mother's arms she curled

I miss(ed) you
who lived as a child
when friends gathered round
born free and wild

I miss(ed) you
who had innocent eyes
who dreamed of fairies and mermaids
and didn't worry and sigh

I miss(ed) you
who didn't cry when things were tough
who held hope and beauty within
who didn't fake a laugh

I miss(ed) you
who wasn't stressed day and night
who could hug her parents close
whose days shone bright

I miss(ed) me
what happened to the years
I miss(ed) mom and dad
when their eyes didn't fill with tears

I miss(ed) me
it's hard leaving you behind
it's hard leaving young mom and dad
it's hard not looking back

I miss(ed) me
I miss(ed) coming home
I miss(ed) dreaming
I miss(ed) loving

I miss(ed) me.

You ask me why I left
well here's why.
It's because I realized that
my life is mine.

Maybe you think I'm selfish,
well aren't you too?
You said we would support each other
but nothing was ever true.

You had your dreams,
and I watched as they grew,
I guess I forgot,
that I had dreams too.

You said that I'm selfish,
but maybe it's because you didn't understand,
that in a relationship,
it's not about being in the upper hand.

You said that I'm selfish,
it's because you failed to see,
that even someone like me,
had things I wanted to achieve.

Maybe that's why I left you,
maybe I was wrong,
Maybe I should've told you,
that I wanted to be strong.

You say the past is in the past,
yet you want to start all over again,
I agree that the past is in the past,
but I'm sorry, this is the end.

I've found someone else,
and I hope you do too,
someone who wasn't as "selfish" as I was,
someone who can sacrifice for you.

We all have a soulmate,
I once thought it was you.
But the tides have passed,
the sun has set,
and nothing can be reset,
because I've found someone new.

I don't know how many times I've used this word,
Not that I really care
Sometimes I use it too often
Sometimes I don't even dare

I don't understand it's complexity
I can't get around its simplicity
Saying it alone is odd enough
It makes me feel quite queasy