everything we do
everything we say
it reflects
it suggests
it shows who we are

the truth lies behind our words.
people hide things for others to find.
its all hidden.
everything is hidden at least once in their life.
we dont want people to find our things so we hide it.
its all hidden.

shes nice
she deserves the world
i think ive fallen for her
today i officially made this girl mine

red is the blood of the victim
yellow is the colour of the sun that lights our world
pink can take us back to childhood memories
green is the colour of the grass we walk upon
purple is often associated with royalty and power
orange is often associated with saints and represents courage
blue is the colour of our sky we live under

you tell me these things to hurt me, i act like it doesnt but when i lie in bed to fall asleep all thats circiling in my mind is what you tell me. soon i'll start to believe it.

"you're worthless"
"you're fat"
"you're not loved"
"i hate you"
"go die"
"nobody likes you"

maybe its true..

to dream of mice dreaming
  to see things different
    than they are
to rearrange reality
  from this state of horror
    to something kinder
      more forgiving

a world absent of hate
   free of ego
    no need for language
      only soft silence
    and unspoken poetry
      harmony and music

no wanting of the wasteful
  no need of needless things
    all desires rooted
      to the heart of love

no more use for the illusion of time
  forever and eternity married
    in the palm of our hands
     day and night lost
      with the wildflowers dancing
        within our pulse

all our blood flowed together
  forming a river wide enough
    for the sun to rest in
      to float down

as we shed our humanity
   and become mice dreaming
     of ourselves
   kinder and more forgiving
     than we are