"To the moon, just through the sun",
he said "I dare you- come and find me".
I can't, my love, that's much too far,
besides- the sun would blind me.
"Oh, my dear, you've much to learn-
but why not humor you?
Oh, my darling, just find the fern,
it will help you through."
And if I do not find this fern? I said, skeptically.
And if I cannot find this fern, can I ever find thee?
"Of course you'll find me, beautiful darling
Of course you can find me, dear.
You want to run away from this,
you want to run from here.
I can help you out with that,
you can come with me,
To the moon, just through the sun, my dear
That's where I'll be."

Nothing to do,
But spill tears on this page
Nothing to do, I guess,
But cry all day.
Nothing to say,
When i say too much
Nothing to say,
When I'm loosing lust.
Nothing to care for,
But the little things I love,
Nothing to care for,
But the stranger I love.
Nothing to write,
When everything I do's a mistake,
Nothing to write,
When my life's about to go in flames.
In flames up or down,
I wouldn't want to say,
Down or up, my thoughts all day.
Will you be sad with me?
I shouldn't have asked.
Will you help me through?
Or is it, "Too great a task?".
I have two sides,
The bad, the good,
My mind considers both,
But the bad figures it could.
The good shines some light,
Just enough if i need help,
But not enough, never enough,
That will ever shroad the doubt.
Why do people get famous,
For such stupid things
Why are some people popular,
Why does no one know
Well, I guess that I don't want them too
I keep a thick layer of snow.
Why is this at-all beautiful,
It's one of the sadder things I"ve wrote
But i guess, when you go high,
It's never the prettiest note.

How to make a poem,
That will never end
How to fix a broken heart,
When you know it will never mend.
How to be gorgeous with grace,
How to stop an infinate hate.
Snowbirds should be  beautiful,
Girls should not be rude
But, oh, how we've changed
Even the best are crude.
Light blue lace insilks a treasure,
embroidery and patterns,
They used to make life better.
But oh, how we greed,
How we want,
How we seize.
Oh, how we loath
There is so much hate.
Everyone's so nice,
Everyone's so mean.
Everyone's a fake,
But they're all how they seem.
No need for emotions,
When you can't tell them apart.
No need to care,
When the whole world's in park.
Yet everyone loves,
And everyone's loved
And God has plans,
Near, but so far above.
Life is beautiful,
Even if it's in a twisted way,
Life is gorgeous,
Respect it all, because it will stay.
Horses running wild,
Penguins waddle free.
No matter who they are,
No matter the species.
How to contain an anger,
How to accept,
Nothing can happen
Live life at it's best.
But of course things do happen,
And of course they will
But you don't need to acknowledge that
Move on when you've had your fill.
How to be beautiful,
How to not care,
How to be a poet,
Because I'm not quite there.
How to be a writer,
How to know a deer,
To live like a hunter,
What is infinate fear?
Your soul animal,
Well, it runs through your soul
Picking little fights,
Warming you when you're cold.
It's a dark night,
But you can see the moon
It's a clear night,
But fog will drop soon.
It's a bright morning,
The birds chirp with cheer
But they are shot dead, not far from here.
Now, please, fear not,
There's this thing called the sun,
It works magic wonders
But this was part one.