To the east it will be windy
the south rainy
the north sunny (makes a change)
and the west well the west has gone,
gone like the love i had for you
i missed you for a day
felt like a lifetime id have to pay
but now im ok
the sun still shines
sure you took everything i ever had my heart my soul my ****** glasses (you dont even need glasses you have perfect vision you was just being difficult :P).

im sitting here and all i have left is my sanity
which on the whole when faced with such odds of adversity id take
and nomatter what happens when i wake in the morning
i know il get through it *** i got through you.

Men of earth
I give you the power of birth
I sit on your head
Play with your ted
**** in your hedge
And before you can say redge
Il be gone like a bomb that exploded your mom.

So the world has become a better place, has it?
Has the world become worse? I don't know.
Is the world exactly the same as its always been? probably.
The worlds not perfect but it never has been and it wont ever be, we have good people we have bad people we have good people who are bad and we have bad people that are good its all our own personal view of this strange thing that we call life.
This isn't the greatest poem that's ever been written this isn't even a poem "this is a tribute" to normality and hopefully normality will remain normal.

Its wonderful
it glows in the sunshine
its finer than fine itself
but its true beauty cannot be seen
for its been overshadowed by a willow tree
it brings sadness to me knowing that the lid is all alone by itself
infront of a great big willow tree
but deep down you know you could never move the lid
could never be freinds with the lid
for its beauty is too great and you would fall in love with the lid
you know that your just not good enuf for a lid that good
so you leave the lid all alone not knowing what could of been.

The things i see look impure to me they seem confused ecspecially when there hearts are bruised,
The death they had was not a cure they search for an eternity looking for an end an end that will last an eternity an end they will never find,
Their lives before when they could feel should never of ended so soon,
they realise now that god himself was never here there or anywhere he was created by evil for purposes of war.

It was all going pretty well, infact very well if i had to be pushed....
but then i started to realise happiness is just an ilusion born in the fabric of the mind and thats when it all started to go terribly, partly because my legs are very wobbley there like jelly really (probs strawberry flavour) but more importantly where the hell are golden grahams they say they were cancelled because of the salt but it wasnt there fault they were taken away so young but at least we know theyve gone to a better place, theyve gone to live in the sea with the plaice (im going for the worst poem ever written can you tell :)).......i think i love you so i wrote it in a card you replied i think you mentle but i think we should just be freinds :( (that bits not true *** i dont know who you are :D) right back to the poem infact il start a new one :).

The tree so big
The tree so large
People use it in charades
If you lived apon a tree
You would see
That you could not see
The life force that shone apon me.

love growing
heart beating
life drifting

love waning
heart breaking
life wasted

dont love
dont break
dont waste

I thought i saw your face,
but it was only an orange,
na na na na na

I saw something else,
but i was only going insane,
na na na na na

Now i think im a van,
but iv just been hit round the head with a frying pan,
na na na na na

I got lost in the woods,
i was obducted by hoods,
na na na na na

they took all my clothes and i walked through the streets,
im in a soft room now everythings really soft.