Little girl
As the wind blows
against your sleepy little face
While the autumn leaves crunch
beneath your wandering feet
Take a leap into the almost land
Where the sad people weep
So take a look little girl
Don't be an almost girl

Take the monsters of your slumber
and run with them
Take the dirt in your tiny hands
and grow something beautiful
Take a leap into the almost land
but never return again

Put  flowers in your hair
Dance with the fire
Be as swift as a singing stream
Dare to live little girl
Dare to dream

Save your whispers in the dark
For your little yellow bird
Crave a crisp kiss
But only from the love of the night

Take your journey to the almost land
little girl
but
do not be
an almost girl

At a young age
We’re all taught
What is right
What is wrong
How it is
And how it isn’t
Day in and day out
Ideas are mashed into our brains
We are sat in front of the television
While mom goes quick to change
Flip through a magazine
See all of the paper thin girls and boys
And at 7 years old
You can’t unsee what you’ve seen
You can’t unhear what you’ve heard
All you can think is ..maybe I’m absurd
And even if it’s not being forced down our throats
Please take note
That somewhere along the line
We’ve painted a sign
That whites go this way
Blacks go that
Gays say “heeey”
And people can’t be fat
That boys have to be buff
Girls love to wear pink
That a MANS skin has to be tough
I mean WHAT WERE WE TO THINK

We don’t just see this in magazines and on TV
At church we’re told a man can befriend a man
As long as he doesn’t get down on one knee
And at school we’re told that mommy and daddy get married
But they didn’t tell us that mommy really loved Mary
We’re told that not everybody looks the alike on the outside
But it’s the inside that really counts
But if that’s the case why aren’t we all treated in the same amounts?
And yes in the past 100 years we have passed laws
To make us all equal
But see the system was flawed
They got a good start
They got it all down on paper
And all down on charts
But forgot to put it into all of our hearts

All of this hate
It isn’t in our genes
We’ve taught it to eachother
It’s sewn in our seams
But how do we unlearn what we’ve known all our life?
The answer is it’s hard, it’s been cut in with a knife
But hey while we’re on the subject of cutting and knives
Lets talk about the people taking their own lives
Because we can’t accept the differences from one person to the next
Because no one can say hey I like the same ***
And, we make it known, that to talk about your differnces
Is odd and weird, so instead of letting it out, we just decide to go with it
Until your faced with so much pain and despair
That you take your own life
It just isn’t fair
That we make it known that people aren’t beautiful
Inside and out
That we’ll always be different,
But our minds will still be stout

See I have been oppressed by society
And you have too
And because of that
I can no longer say, feel, or know
What’s really inside of me
we need to choose to see the world
But not just in pieces
Because if we look at it that way
Then that’s what defeats us

Chorus:
(Maybe I am wrong
Maybe I am right,
All I know is that the TV tells me
to go to sleep
at night)

Well if you look into my eyes
I might show you something new
But if you look into my eyes
I just might fall in love with you
And the words you say when you look at me
Take a one way train right to my heart
I’d love to tell you all these things
But I don’t know where to start

Because this road we’ve been travelin on
Is coming to an end
And I’m thinkin' bout all the places well go
And all the places we have been
And it’s  hard to differenciate
The idea of love
And being just close friends
So if you could tell me all the places we’ll go
Or if I’ll be left with places that could have been

And the stars can show us
Just how small we really are
Or the moon can show us
That we’re not very far
From the people that we love
To the people we don’t know
The moon connects us all
To a place we call home

And I hope that you get
Wherever you are going
See maybe the stars
Maybe they are showing
Somewhere we’re supposed to be
And the places that we are
because the moon does have some craters
So I’m bound to have some scars

We grow trees
Just to burn them to the ground
We grow humans
Just to watch them drown
And tonight as i look upon the stars
I kind of just wish
That i'd been hit by a car
All of those times
I ran a red light
and all of those times
Me and my dad got into a fight
I wish he'd knocked me right down
So at least i wouldn't have to live another one of these nights

At least being drunk is good for somethings
Because finally i've written some good things
Some things that are true to my heart
Instead of some stupid ****
That i shouldn't have even thunk of to start
But **** this poem
I'm drunk
and tomorrow
I'll think
That i should not have
Thunk

A realization of words
The tiny lines on your hands
all coming together
to form something of a human

All of the shreds of hope
despair
longing
joy
coming together to form
something of a heart

All of the shreds
accompanied by logic
to form something of a brain

A realization of body  
mind  
and
words

But really, maybe I am the problem.  Almost every person I have encountered has been like glass.   I meet them.  They like me.  After a while, everyone gets bored.  A lot of the time I push them away.  I stop talking to them.  I don’t want to care about them.   I find one little thing that is a “flaw” in them, and I let it fuel through me with everything I have.  I stop trusting the person completely.  I let them break.  I let them fall gracefully from my hands.  I watch, as if it is in slow motion.  Then all at once they shatter.  They mean nothing to me, even though, they once did.

I love that empty feeling
The one that I can fill
but I choose not to
Hell, it's such a thrill

With my demons pulling me down
I'm spinning out of control
Nothing left to do
Except limit myself to all this food

This empty is different
Than the empty before
This empty takes over
But it stops at the door

I still feel the same pain
The same sorrow
The same nothing
But at least
I can control
How much I am going to
weigh tomorrow

Let someone in
Let yourself go
Let someone in
And you'll begin to fall slow

Fall
              Fall
Fall

Take down your walls
Lower your guard
And you'll surely lose it all
Fall
Fall
Fall

You see those kids in so much pain
They feel like they're the only ones going insane
They can’t seem to wake up from those terrible dreams
Their minds are so ******* loud
That they just want to scream
But they can’t
They won’t
They’ll keep it inside till their ready to blow
But they just gotta let it out
You gotta fight these scars
In a world so full of doubt
That people lose who they are

Please, just save me from my ways
I know i can go another day
Help me re-alize
That these demons stuck inside
Won’t follow me for long
I gotta prove them wrong

Our souls are tired
And we don’t know which way to turn
Sometimes we got a fire
That feels like it’s just gonna burn and burn and burn
Do not let it make you
Do not let these hard times take you
Down that long long road
The one with no return
You can take the load
You just gotta yearn
For the life that you've laid ahead of you


They always say
surround yourself with people who will catch you
but at the end of the day
all you have is you to choose
where your life is headed
what you're going to do with it
You have two choices
fight or flight
settling or life

Please, just save me from my ways
I know i can go another day
Help me re-alize
That these demons stuck inside
Won’t follow me for long
I gotta prove them wrong

And you're wondering
where you're lifes been headed
for the past 18 years
well you've spent all of it
drowning in your fears
Take em' down
Small steps at a time
And at the end of it all, those steps will take you to places
where you can finally say this life is mine

Please, just save me from my ways
I know i can go another day
Help me re-alize
That these demons stuck inside
Won’t follow me for long
I gotta prove them wrong
Wrong
wrong
wrong
I just gotta prove them wrong

You need to tell people
I say **** you
Why would I want people to pity me
Why would I want people to look at me
like there
is something
wrong with me

Sure maybe I would like to tell people
God knows I need to be around them
When I'm alone I start eating away at myself
One bite full at a time

But being around people
makes me hate them
with a burning passion

So I truly am sorry
Today I just can't
I can't
I can't.

She sits there quietly, my dear
she's afraid that no one can hear her
She looks and listens
but never speaks
for if she does
she'll be cast out with the freaks

But who's to say a freak is not something to be?
To be anything
anything at all
is at least something to be

But even with something to be
she isn't quite satisfied

So you show her the sky
She looks up at the sun
and wishes for the night
She looks up at the moon
and wishes for the world

For you see
dreams, aspirations, and adventures
were made to be
for the quiet little girl
who wanted nothing more
than the
whole
wide
world.

Still the same old faces.
Still
The same old hello.
Still
The same old ignorance.
Still
The same old ****.
Still
The
Same
Old
dishes
couch
chair
clothes
people
conver­sation
The same ******* things
STILL
The same dreadful thoughts tumbling through my mind
Still
Nobody notices
Still
I cry out for help
Still
Nobody listens
Day in
and
Day out
Still
Still
*Still

You know who you are
And I know who I am
But I don't know if we understand
If we could just take a minute and see
Who we
are
and
Who we
used to be
Who we are
and
Who we used to be

And as I look over these city lights
It's nights like these nights
Where I feel that I might just go to hell
a little earlier than planned

When my mind will not stop pacing
When all I want is for my heart to stop racing
It's nights like these nights
That I wish I could give up the fight

The clouds over your head start to drown your every thought
your every being
With a deluge that comes but never goes
It's  nights like these nights
these  nights

You feel yourself falling and falling
it's like a bad dream
but
you never wake up
It's nights like these nights
oh, these hopeless nights

And when these nights
turn into days
when days turn into weeks
and weeks turn into months
and months turn into years

You start to wonder...
WHEN.
When.
when.
are nights like these
going
to
end