I know what I want,
But I'm not sure it's what you want, too.
It's almost obvious,
the whole world thinks I'm in love with you.
What you do to me,
boy, do they have no clue.
I don't want to show them what you're like
or why my eyes light up every time I see you.
I'll just keep it to myself
until I figure out what to do.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm letting you in
Why can't you?

I like to think I am a bundle of positivity and realism
A whirlwind that finds comfort in its own destruction
A wave that is fueled by its own attainment
Agitated and moved by convection
A wave colored in using the bright colors of life's serenity and the dusky colors of life's adversity
Leaving the world bereft of resentment