Playful nights,
Brightest lights,
I love you my beautiful flower.
We can talk for hours,
As our love grows in power,
I love you my beautiful flower.
At the darkest night,
With all my might,
I wish we could be together.
You're perfect to me,
With all of you tea,
I love you my beautiful flower.

I miss you,
I love you.

Need I say more?
Of course.

You are unbelievably beautiful,
the way your smile can brighten a room and my day every time.
I'm so happy to call you mine.
Time is what scares me.
So much to do and so little to do it in.
But I know, if I spend it with you it's definitely worth it.
It's always worth it.

So close to freedom,
It's on the tip of my tongue.
It tastes so sweet.

My exhausted, aching body trudges along in the retched corridors filled with the people that make this place unbearable.

Except you.

You're the shimmer of light in the dull, dismal corridor. Brightening my day like the sunrise in the early morning. A smile comes to my face and I think of the day we can be free together.

I would want nothing more.

The teachers and administrators drain our creative juices,
Like tying nooses for the wonderful ability and potential we possess in our life,
Like holding a knife to our ideas and and expressions.
A way for us to feel free and happy has turned into a hypnotic, brainwashing routine of worthless facts and memorization,
Being forced to share a room with those who could care less and and just add to your annoyance and stress.
Being forced to deal with those who claim to be passionate but could care less.
I'm forced to lash out and I'm the complete trash?
Think again...

"My brain is the key
that sets my mind free"

Restraints and locks were never enough to bind my mysterious ways,
People would try and tie me down but I would win those days.
From safe to locks and an iron box, I could flourish free,
Come one, come all, step right up! You can't defeat me!

There would always be conclusions to my illusions that would leave the public to think.
Why, oh why, in water constrained, would I not die and sink?
Concealed behind curtains, chains, and handcuffs galore,
Within minutes , I would appear, the restraints, no more.

I was the master, the king, the magician of the gods,
When performing horrific escapes, I DEFINITELY did not have the odds.

"Time is a ****, she screws everybody"
So much to do,
So little time.
Is there a chance to rewind?
Sadly no... It's not mine

Life throws things at you like the speed of light.
A lot of times you won't know what hit you, a right cross in a fight.
Just know to make the most of it.
Don't be blue,
Shine like a rainbow and use those precious hours, minutes, even seconds graciously given and just be you.

As years go by, the child won't have the time to rewind.
Bad choices wasted away,
Wishing there was another day.

Sick, sick, sick in bed
While dismal thoughts fill my head.
I wish to be,
with all my might,
by her lovely side tonight.