To end this you must have strength,
Time and patience must have no length;
As this will be a peculiar time,
Where love and hate start to rhyme,

Every voice will deceive sound,
With another bed day; inbound,
Forget the light hitting your eyes,
Smiles and laughter only things to try,

Take note of the past,
Wish this time by; so fast,
The shadows will soon attract,
The light of another persons contact.

If I live in a dream,
Would my thoughts;
             Still be this mean?

If I lived in a nightmare,
Would I still feel;
             The world having a stare?

If I lived in my fantasy,
Would I still see,
            Everyone ignoring me?

The bravest of them all,
Hold your head up; stand tall,
You're the silent spitfire,
The entire world can admire,

Soaring within touching distance,
Always there; such consistence,
We owe you more than a life,
So brave you are; what about your wife?

The country will honour the memory;
Of you so bravely taking on the enemy,
We'll wear a poppy on our chest with pride;
For the freedom that you managed to provide.

What makes a teenager today any different?
A guitar and some cigarettes; it's all the same,
I grew up thinking we could all be magnificent;
I struggle to find someone that we can all blame,

We look towards our idols for some inspiration,
Just to see the same inadequacy we see in the mirror,
Line after line drawn; words with drugs, no imagination,
All of their issues and so much for them to consider,

I'd like to think of a day we get past our disgusting obsession,
Of picking celebrities no better than the next ******,
And voting in a man who was protested at his inauguration;

I've never been called crazy before,
Who knew it would drop my mood to the floor?

I need a pick me up by these candles,
Or somewhere to go; wearing sandals,

I need my lonely owl back to give me a hug,
with your cream and beige curly rug,

Protect me from these thoughts I'm having,
And all of these positive thoughts I'm condemning.