I don't always try to do things like this
But tend to get wrapped up in the moment
It's an instantaneous kind of bliss
Never caring are showing atonement
I smile real bright with big open eyes
Showing myself in the best kind of light
My words take control, my kind of demise
Always playful, but to me it's a fight
The game's in my head and I have to win
My aptitude to play is far too great
To beguile men is my favorite sin
And now true love I can't appreciate

I could be so much greater than what I am now
Why do I contain myself to such negativity
To such lack of self
To torment of personality
I am who I am
Why is this not enough

He has a lot of faith
Much like the men of his age do
Maybe it's the years
He's experienced
And he's learned it's not possible
Without a God

He swims in his shoes
Much like the men of his age do
He buys them a size big
In case he grows
But he's only shrinking now

His goal is to make you smile
For he knows it's a hard life
And he knows you do not have God yet
And he knows your shoes are too small for your feet
He knows because he's learned
And that must be why he teaches

Glass
Finds it's way to the floor
Glue stays on my hands
Fixing things is not my speciality
Frustration takes over
I put it back
On the shelf
Saying I'll leave it alone
It needs fixing
I pick it up
I put glue here there
Nothing works
I collapse
As I hold it
Tears from my eyes find the glass
This works
Or at least I cry so much
I can no longer see the brokenness

Do you remember when we met
And you said hello
And we shook hands
And I smiled so big
And the world stopped around us

Do you remember how we talked
Like no one else was there
Like nothing else mattered
Like time was non-existant
Like best friends