When did you become a daily part of my life?

I wish I could erase you.
Lock you in a box and disregard the key, toss it in the trash.
Avoid you on the street, like an ex partner or an old pal.
I wish I could throw away your body, lock it in a car and drive it off a ledge.

I wish you wouldn't be a daily occurrence anymore.
It's not fair to me.
Or anyone else that has to deal with you.

If only they made erasers big enough for you.

I'm broken into pieces,
I don't need you to fix me,
I'll put myself back together
Make myself better...(yeah)

Why was I so foolish?
I should of let you leave,
My mind changing phases...(hold)
Same girl, just different faces...

Oh...this may hurt to know...
But I'm over it, call it quits..
Things just got to personal, I'm creating my own life now and I'm just so over dudes, lying, Watching me crying and it's time I say it clear!
This is what you need to hear

I am...

*So over you, so over you, I'm so over you, so over you
But I love you...
I don't want you, I don't want you, I don't want you, don't want you
But I miss....you.

Farce!
False!
Fantasy maybe. Even still,
It’s far from fact.
Fiction!
I've seen more accurate depictions
Of Love
In abstract pictures.
At least it’s fierce colors
Show so form of passion
Fashion!
Artistic? It can be
But this is trendy
It'll fade as a
Fad!
True art is timeless
Truth? It can be
But this is candy
Not fruit
This is pop
Not soul
Technically it’s music
Because of it’s movement
But this needed no muse
Only tech
No chords
Piano or vocal
Only vocoder!
Inhumane, alien maybe.
But even the Vulcan
Shows some form of fire  
Folktale!
Fog!
The misleading smoke
Shows no water
In the vicinity
Only industry
The only esteem
In this engine
Is steam
Gas.
The closest thing
To nothing
Fodder!
Deflowered. Devoured
By self-expression
Selfish innovators imitating life
Forgetting to live it.
****!

Head up, stay strong, fake a smile, move on,
they always said,
No one will see a broken spirit.

They were wrong.

Your eyes saw past it all.

The way your eyes loved my soul
wasn't in vain or vanity.
They didn't see the complex masks
or the pounds of makeup --
Your eyes saw me in all my simplicity.
You dove into the darkness of my eyes
and found this small broken light --
some strange thing you called a *soul.
Your eyes loved that shattered light --
they held it with kind words and soothing embraces.

I felt like The Golden Girl turned inside out:
a face comprised of dullness and imperfection,
a soul of great beauty and grace.
With words, smiles, and touch,
you convinced me to stay in my skin,
but for once in my insipid life,
my soul felt alive and bright.
No longer would I battle the darkness,
no longer would I be afraid of the monsters inside.
Your eyes struck the match that ignited my soul again.

It was only a dream

But how real it did seem

It isn’t real

But that’s not how I feel



If a crazy man can live in his world

Why can’t I live in mine

I understand his perception’s curled

But inside his head, it’s all in line



How can you say

What not to believe?

At the end of the day

It’s all perceived

The wind whispers secrets
And the sky hollers, annoyed
With exclusivity. I think I heard
Laughter from the leaves.

Lets go to the beach, where we can
    play in the sand
    splash in the waves
    run hand in hand
    eat things we crave

Lets go down town to
    check out the shops
    buy new clothes
    see boys that are hot
    mess with hobos

Lets run away and just
    always be the same
    rely on each other
    dance in the rain
    go undercover

They'll avert their eyes,
They'll avoid you.
You're just a hoodrat
Who's out past curfew.
You're obviously up to evil,
You're no **** good
Cause you're living in the country
But they know you're from the hood.
That cigarette hangin' out
From in between your cracked lips
Makes them all think
You don't got a purpose.
But they don't even care,
They don't wanna know you.
All they know about you
Is the window that they see through.