Overwhelmed I can’t be by you, why my dream girl gotta be spiteful? Why you deny me like a average guy who.. who need be no apology the way you comma’d me, I really mean you split me like clapping for syllables I’m pronouncing, and sounding out ways I could say I want you, but we halt like stutters, our past gives us hiccups so we chose ignorance as our water. Yet you teach me like a scholar , so I guess I should call her..

I’m lost in candy cane paradise, where my thoughts are real and there’s no need for advice..

I cover my eyes to dream again, like the wind doesn’t blow away my friends, but they pass like a breeze colder than winter trends. Send me mixed messages, like a dream catchers intentions, while my roof stares down at me questioning when I’ll think for myself again.

I’m lost in candy cane paradise, where my dreams are real and there’s no turning back the night...

but I dream and dream like you, want to be something better than the world designed you, like destiny’s pitch was more than silhouettes made of you, and you can be who you aspire to, just don’t let the rainfall drown the roots that hold you. So hold on for dear life, so the sunshine can bring life to you, bring you out of the seasons that bind you, and when the time comes the world will fall in awe of the colors that make up you.

Lost in candy cane paradise, where self love is a lost cause and affirmations mean it all..