Please tell me

Are you the one?
Are you the one in my dreams?
Are you the one my heart stops for?
Are you the one that prevents my body from moving?
Are you the one?

Please answer me

Are you the one?
Are you the one I see my future with?
Are you the one that I can't live without?
Are you the one that becomes my life?
Are you the one?

Please hear me

You are the one!
You are the one I'd die for!
You are the one I'd sell my soul for!
You are the one I'd drop everything for!
You are the one!

Please just listen

You are the one!
You are the one that breaks my heart!
You are the one that does not change!
You are the one that plays those games!
You are the one!

Please don't go

I am the one.
I am the one that fights.
I am the one that tries.
I am the one that can't throw this away.
I am the one.

Please just stay

I am the one.
I am the one who is wrong.
I am the one who dreams.
I am the one who does not listen.
I am the one.

Please forgive me

I know its been a few years since I shared my times.
Its been hard to write, to rhyme.
But now I'm here to spit my fire and let my flames burn with desire.
Its gonna be new, time to pick up the clue.
Going from a joker, to possibly mediocre.
No longer talking about color, moving forward to a new lover.
The flutter of love that keeps me above.
The mutter of life that keeps me in a vise.
The shudder of laughter that keeps me thereafter.
It's a never ending cycle of a drifting mental spiral.
I know its been a few years, but now I'm back.
Back with random rhymes, and desirable new lines.

I look though my telescope and think of the unknown , I search the stars for a signal of,..... you're not alone.

And as I gaze through this looking glass I see the universe as a cold, dark, and quite place; it will never be fully explored, it is daunting.

And yet, it is amazing, beautiful and mesmerizing. They never give up. The stars, large or small, shine their light for billions of years, they light the way to a different life in the new world.

They show me, as small as I am, that I should never give up either.

I'm frozen within the ice
I'm trapped
I feel like I've been here before
Before my world became a whirlpool
Spinning and spinning
Round and round
The world fly's by
It stops

I thaw and there's nothing
nothing but white
nothing but rain clouds
Its winter!!
nothing but happiness!

If I was Happy the color I would wear would be Yellow.
If I was Sad the color I would wear would be Blue.
If I was In Love the color I would wear would be Red.
If I was Jealous the color I would wear would be Green.
If I was Infuriated the color I would wear would be Orange.
If I was Embarrassed the color I would wear would be Pink.
If I was Proud the color I would wear would be Purple.
If I was Depressed the color I would wear would be Black.
These are the colors of my Mood.

F. Is for friend who do stuff together!
U. Is for you and me!
N. Is for NE where and NE time at all!
DOWN HERE IN THE DEEP BLUE SEA
F. Is for **Fire that burns down the whole town!
U. is for Uranium BOMBS!
N. Is for No Survivors When you....

I am a Dud
A Dud is all I see
I am a Dud
But all i see is me

I sometimes Dream that I'm Running on a road
I Dream I'm Running from my life...
I Dream I'm Running from a hurricane of tumbling blood...
I Dream I'm Running from fire... and the face of death...
I Dream I'm Running and I cant stop...
I Dream I'm Running and I don't want to stop...
I Dream I'm Running and I will never stop...

I got in to an airplane to try and fly
I jumped out to Skydive
The parachute didn't work
So all I did was ****
I fell down and down
until I hit the ground

I am now in the clouds
With all the other crowds
I did not mind that I didn't survive
But some how I know that I am still Alive

I Write when I listen to Rap
I Write when I Think
I Write when I See Something Lovely
I Write when I am Angry
I Write when I am Happy
I Write when I am Sad
I Write when I See Something Cute
I Write when I *Want to Write

Majestic
Magical
Comforting
Difficult

Strange
Harmonizing
Intens­e
Emotional

Royal
Ominous
Perfect
Engaging

This is what the French Horn is like