christ can't show me the way out
i don't need a god who only plays when hes bored
show me with more than words where we can go
i know we can make it out there
it's just waiting for us
the big open land filled with opportunities
the ones we read about in books and
watched in movies
i'm tired of waiting for something to
change everything in my world
all i want is you beside me when i take
my first steps into life
for the best or worst
we've planned to make it
to show everyone in the world what's in our heads
and how they can benefit
from understanding what we've figured out so far
in 15 years of battling between mind and society
i can't stay indoors all day
yelling old rock band lyrics
wondering whatever happened to the 70's
and experimentation with something other
than a paying profession
we're the change we wish to see in the world
no more waiting for someone's permission  
im gone and you're coming with me

"Manic depression..." you sing and I can't bear the idea of you not being happy. I would give my life for you to keep smiling and one day I hope you can realize how much I think I loved you. You made me want to be a better person and I'll happily commit myself to a God if you told me there was something in it I haven't seen. But I know you wouldn't, I know you would look forward to me making my own decisions. That's what makes you lovely. You would support me and my idiotic ideas, saying we could conquer the world after breakfast. "I know what I want, but i just don't know..." I could climb the highest mountain if you told me you would still be here when I came down. Thank you so much, thank you for understanding my ****** train of thought. "Manic depression is catching my soul..."
If one day you can realize all the light you gave to my world, I hope you could let me know regardless whether I was in heaven or hell.

Throw me a bone and I'll run an extra mile
How does it feel so gentle on our skin
when we crash and fall into love?
What's with all these invisible bruises
And broken bones I'm sure are there
Whenever I wake up
I think you're not like the others
I can see the way you feel and act
Are different from everyone we know
And I get so happy thinking
Maybe I'm not alone
Your soulful words penetrate my peace
Like sudden rainstorms and it's
No wonder I stopped carrying umbrellas
Because I realized how much I
Loved the feeling of raindrops
Falling on my skin
Your sentences automatically make me smile
All I hope for is one day you'll
Smile back at me and laugh

always staring at your back
i'll never be good enough
like the lonely country side
everyone only comes and goes
you look at me
you relish in the view
and then go back home

what do you want from me

tell me why you're angry with everyone
and why you're so much worse than them
let me show you the way I view you
leaf-like veins, baby's breath freckles
you say you hate the countryside
"everything from afar looks so peaceful,
but then you're standing in an empty field
with jagged plants and prickled legs"
too much faith in mirages
left you unable to love the intangible beauty
you spit on similes and scoff at metaphors
rejecting all that left hope
now I only write in places that take time to find
"stars died happily because you're alive"
by the window on a post it note
"you're right, you're better than stupid flowers
with handfuls of color tones,
your attributes can't be counted and compared
because you're a whole galaxy
waiting to be discovered"
a letter on the refrigerator
this all seems like simple flattery
empty phrases, monotone notes
but please believe me when I say
you're so much more than you know