Its a little outlandish,
Dont you think,
To believe what you hear
And confess that is the truth?
Isn't it naive to think,
Think that the world is too nice,
That everyone's just as convincing
As your own nonchalant notion of life?
Isn't it foolish,
To fall in love
With the same broken heart
And still preach that it'll be alright?
Dont you think
Your life is much more than a period,
But it is one where you can be yourself
For the world to see
To behold
And to be?
If only you could open your eyes
To the things you thought were true.
If only you could let your mind wander
And set it free in the corn fields.
If only your ideas were a product of will power
And probably then see it fly in the wind.
Why do you hold yourself back
When you only have just this lifetime,
This short span of life to cherish?
Why do you worry about the petty things in life
When clearly you're so close to falling off the edge?
Why do you hide your dreams
So that you can be a part of some society
Aching to strip you of your individuality?
Why do you refuse to be you,
When this is the best **** person you'll ever be?

The faceless one I see
in a dream, I look in the
mirror the faceless one
looks back at me.

I try to look around but
darkness erupts and the
light becomes dim, I want
to see who the faceless one,
but I see no face in the mirror
who could it be.

Mirrors surround echo's  of
a persons reflections missing
parts no face no feet, who,
what could it be, parts of
one incomplete.

I put the mirrors together, I
combine each to make one
mirror  complete, not the
different parts that I could
see. 

Now the jigsaw is
complete, as one I look to see
that which was not whole. I look
and it is  me a fractured mind now
as one, I wake and look in the mirror
and my face looks back at me...

"I love you" she said
"love u" he said
the missing "I" shoes that it may not be "he" that loves her.
every letter matters in that phrase. not only sweet but meaningful!

She likes you too
So?
I see her (sometimes) as a threat
Rach, you're mine. Only mine
She is great, but what if I lost?
Shes not you
I always lose
Im yours, you won
The war is already done
What war, There is no competition, Rach
I can't lose, please don't leave me
I won't
I've already lost
*Rach...