Valentine
Oh Valentine
Invade my heart
And consume my mind
An effigy
In clarity
A purity
In unity
Take my hand
And walk with me
Close your eyes
What do you see?
Valentine
Oh Valentine
Take hold
Of my sight
When weak
Use my might
For you
I will fight
I find happiness
In your light
I can't deny
I won't ask why
Bliss is written
In the sky
In my mind
You are divine
So invade my heart
And consume my mind
Valentine
Oh Valentine

What's on your mind?
The world?
Your life?
Or others
In strife
Strife
A favorite word of mine
A synonym of hardship
Though more powerful
It has certain air
Like making vocal
The feeling of despair
Back to the subject at hand

What's on your mind?

I love myself
I'm not a pessimist
But don't call me an optimist
I prefer the term narcissist
If you can handle it
Get over it
People are too serious
Trying to be mysterious
And failing
I wear my mind on my sleeve
On that note
When I spoke
It was a joke
Take it as such
And don't lose your shirt

I look up
And wonder why
Why is it so easy
For people to hurt eachother
To insult
To offend
To ridicule
No defense
From mental sabotage
It's all a facade
So applaud
For those without hatred
For those without malice
Take the chalice
And drink

I guess
The world is harsh
I guess
I'm just not nice enough
I guess
I'm just a *******
All these things I guess
All because you told me so
But check it
This is what I know
I'm awesome
I'm ****
I'm winning in life
Y'all just messy
I'm a one of a kind
And I'm hard to find
I'm writing this rhyme
Just to waste some time
And relax my mind
Can you see that line?
Yeah you crossed it
Cause you lost it
Sent it to prison and salad tossed it
I'm nauseous
Every time I think
About your exsistence
It's a resistance
Electrical in nature
Sudden like the rapture
Painful as a fracture
I write my own crimson letter
Cause in the end,
I'll always be better

Nice guys finish last
An old adage
I've been contemplating the meaning
The feeling
Has me reeling
In laughter
Despite my narcissism
I am considered "nice"
Because I care
Do you dare?
Ask me why its funny
Why my sides are sore
An adage I used to abhor
An insult?
No
There is hidden meaning
That'll have you screaming
Even squealing
With delight
As my seams begin to burst
I ask "hey ladies?"
Do you really want a ****
That "finishes" first?

The world is crazy
The world is nuts
Vision is hazy
Stuck in a rut
The view is perfect
But not too much
An errant touch
Is just enough