My friends like to make jokes about how I only date guys that look gay
Don't laugh, because it's partially true
I like long hair,
That's probably problem number one,
But I just want something to run my fingers through, something to braid when I'm bored

It's also probably because I fall in love with musicians
My ideal man is Roger from Rent
A guitar playing, napkin lyric writing heroine addict
Yes, I fell in love with him when I was 12
Sweet addiction,
Cigarettes and leather were always my thing

Ugh,
We've all been on this same road
Yet, in a different speed
What messes me up most is what people chase after...
It seems they confuse what they want from what they need
I wonder at times, "is ignorance a disease?"
If you had it all would you be pleased?
Cross your fingers and drop to your knees
Speak to the lord and let your mind find peace.

(Hook)

Ugh, I've used this pen to write my untold story
Of the pain that came before the fortune
Of the mistakes that came before the glory
Those who now want attention that used to walk away and ignore me.
Ha...funny how things change
When you were young, heart was deranged
My mother classified me as insane
I was hiding behind my father's, God givin' name
Which took me to the top
Pressured never killed me, the injection never made me stop
Addict in his mind as its success he craves to find
Attempting to give his high school love his dark heart that resides inside (echoes)
Now I'm facing 25...
I haven't ever felt this alive

(Hook)

This is the verse that's ready to tell all
About my weak moments and drive that stalled
Wonder why she still hasn't called...
I've grown so much and dropped my flaws
I know you can change but you always carry
That inner monster, that's personally scary.
I hope I'm forgivin by my family and friends
I know time allows all to amend
Well, not all of my old friends
Some I wish the best for but otherwise could careless
Penny for my thoughts, I can't Payless
But you can walk in my shoes and obtain my daily stress
I wanna feel what the world feels
Hatred eyes and imperfection appeal
I'm akward as f&@k, so I keep my lips sealed
A starving artist hungry for a deal.
I've asked for prayer to obtain what It is that I want
For that I apologize God
The point I'm making is we need to overcome negativity, madness and greed
Let's focus on the beautiful, the wonderful, the idea of belief.

One more thing...

Watch the angel that sings,
Find your tranquil spot in your mind where faith clings and how good positivity brings
This world is full of flowers that blossomed hate.
I want ya to show the world
How much one gracious action
truly creates.

"Be the change you want to create"

The pink little nightie
as a kiss of a rose
made of the velvet lips
The lace woven
by the dew petals
misting the perfect body
The straps blew off
by the lover's tenderness
exposing the buds of amour
as goddess  of Venus
The softness melts shame
appearing the greediness of thirst
quenching the touch of delight

I wish I'd fought
Fought for the fort of love

You were my heroine
My heroine made from pure ******

Then you lead me to a maze
A maze made from pure maize

And when you left me I wore my greave
But the greave didn't stop my greaving

she gives me
   with no expectations of getting returns,
thumbs up
   reasons to go on
loving all the
     days grey cold
or sunshine warmly
     in unconditional highs
I wish to lift her up
          sanctify
our love
   fight our demons
live forever
   propose
eternity
   to her.