Sometimes the best advice
is hypocritical

Because the best of us
wish we were better
than what we are

With all the things on my chest, I can hardly breathe
With all the things in front of me, I can hardly see
But it’s easy to see that my emotions get the better of me
Can’t help but admit I let love get the better of me
My heart tears kinda easy, believe me
Your words cut deep, and I bleed immediately
If I die, know that my heart still beats for you
Still wanting to find a spiritual connection with you
But you’re connected with another soul
Another whole mess I put my heart in
So to hell with the love that I put my heart in
Me and the leftover pieces of my being
Will try to make the most of being a human being

You think you're a lost cause
but you're just stuck in the middle.
Life's been hard since you were little.
I don't know every thing,
but I know it's getting warm outside
and you're going to be fine.

You think you're a cancer
but just wait and see
that you'll heal yourself,
like you helped heal me.
This may sound cliché,
but it's getting warm outside  
and you're going to be fine.

The girl is a flower
Standing tall
Through this Fall
Filled with optimism, power

The girl is a flower
Sits in the sun
Day is done
Then, she begins to cower

The girl is nothing but a flower
Let the rain be tears
Puddles be mirrors
For this is the final shower

guilt is overrated
so too is an overactive conscience

to be burdened emotionally
with another's cruelty
is ludricous

independence of a warped mind
is attainable
necessary
for spiritual freedom

I don't care that you left, you know.
All you took was my happiness.


F.Z.**N