Holding smoke in your lungs will **** you
At least that's what They say
But my grandma smoked for 60 years an she's still alive today
They say laughter cures everything but it doesn't hurt any less when you laugh at my faults and mistakes, tearing me down crushing my soul day after day

So what are their words good for?

They say love is a many splendored thing 
But when I gave you my love you told me I was spoiled and wasn't good for any thing
They say that big girls don't cry
Then why is my heart crying out through my eyes that our love is just a bunch of lies? 
and They say that you've got to work for the things you want 
but what if the working isn't making you hold on to what we had 
So I SAY that today is the day I start being happy 
and THEY can go shove thier words where the sun don't shine because they say it's all my fault 
and I'm a bad example 
and I'm what's wrong with the world today 
but if they started saying I maybe the world would stop judging so hard maybe we could all share a slice of what they call humble pie and start keeping our noses to ourselves and eat together in peace not pieces.

The wind whispers through the trees, disturbing it
The leaves shudder and shake, scattering it into the air
Falling down gently like summer snow
You can see it floating on the air drifting as only things feather light can do
Through the trees it rides getting in your hair, nose and eyes 
Quietly softly it collides

In her body she carried us
With her heart she nurtured us

When we fell she picked us up
She took our faults and made them strengths

For almost half her life she has given up her selfishness
She's still learning every day
She's still leading by example

It's not just the time that's gained her wisdom
It's the sacrifice and joys of the choices she's made

Eyes brown, eyes green
Looking at you looking at me

Smooth lips, pink lips
Your smile waiting for mine

Brown eyes, green eyes
Searching for something I can't see

Big hand, small hand
Fingertips brushing

I look away, I can't help my blushing
The waiting is killing me

So we go for a smoke
Breathing it into my lungs it's a saner kind of rush

Your eyes, my eyes
Seeing the same stars

Bare feet, small feet
Our bodies carried back inside

Your hands, my hands
Can't wait to intertwine

Keeping our eyes glued ahead
Our hands do the talking

Words get confusing
our hands have better grammar

****
Well it's done now,
*******
I'm an idiot,
*******
Oh well, I'm not going to undo it,
**** it
I might be an idiot but I'm not a coward
No way in Hell