Rosey Rosey where are you?
Have they taken you away too?
Or did I just scare you away
Was it to much for just for you to stay?
I thought we were good, we were cute.
At least that is what others said
It was a dream that I would pursue
It was a love I'd would have bled
This is just for you, would you even care?
You threw it away, like I had spares.
Rosey Rosey what did I do?
I do what I thought was true
Was I wrong? Did I make you mad?
Did you know, you were the best I ever had.
Was I a bother? Just another problem?
What of that first date, that we had in autumn?
Do you remember? Did it mean nothing?
when you said you loved me, I guess you were bluffing.
Rosey Rosey are you there?
Or is this just a waste of air.
I held you close, I combed your hair.
Those endless nights that we just stared.
All those memories laid to waste.
Had me on a wild goose chase
Now I know, you were bad for me.
Thanks to you for setting me free.

If you were lonely, or sad inside
Right next to you is where I'd be till the day I die.
I'd walk the 286 miles, from Bakersfield to Vegas
They would all laugh, but I would be shameless.
You are a great friend, one that cannot be replaced
My time with you, would not be put to waste.
Staying up all through the night
sitting in the dark without a light
Writing this poem, just for you
Hoping you will love this too
Those weeks we spent in a hellish place
I'd exchange for just a simple taste
To hold you close, never let go
To be the string, that holds your bow
To fight for you, hold your sword and shield
With only my heart in my hands to wield
I will try my best, to not let you get hurt
I'd pick you up, and dust off the dirt
For if you fall, it will be into my hands
I'd carry you across the sands
So Rosey Rosey come out to play
I won't be the one who betrays.
You know a secert of me noone else knows
One that I do not let show
But I am glad that you now know
I feel like I don't need to hide
Everything I am inside
Rosey Rosey Come out to Play
By your side is where I stay
waiting for you outside your home
Never leaving you alone
So Rosey Rosey, come to me
I want to give you a key
One that leads into my heart
One that can't be broken apart.
My shoulder is yours for your tears
Protecting you from all your fears
I will not allow you to fall back down
To the hole that is in the ground.
I will lend my helping hand
Pick you up to help you stand
Hoping that I can make you glad
So please cheer up, don't be sad
I promise that your smile will be real
Always stating how we feel.
So Rosey Rosey, open up
I will never let you up
I will give you all my time
So you know that you are mine.

So, I need some clarity, for I am confused
Are we worthless, worn out tools?
Used to their expense because we let them?
As if were the final sip to the bottle of gin
A stomach full of drugs, getting doped again
Unable to even realize where are my friends?
The ones who promised to be there till the end
The ones who said, "I got your back"
Surprisingly, they are leading the attack
Gave out my heart just to ripped from my hands
And teared and stolen away, lost across the sands
People saying, "Oh it gets better" or "Keep your head high"
Not knowing all the times I barely survive
So what am I?
Am I just there, standing in front of you?
Trying to tell you all these things, dropping all these clues.
Unable to tell who is who
I'm starting to feel used.....
So who am I?
Am I just the friend you call when you need something?
Hooked like a puppet attached to all these strings?
Put below you as if I was a peasant, and you were king?
All these feelings, you put behind your books
I always wondered why we couldn't work
So Why didn't it?
Simple because, you tried to force me to become something I didn't
As if being myself, was against the law, forbidden
When I gasped for air, trying to breath
Words held between my teeth
So Was it ok?
Of course in your eyes it was right
Everything is wrong, even what I write
So I need some clarity....
What are we?

The taste of cherry, that laid on her lips
The smile of happiness when she grinned
The way she danced, the sway of the hips
Just a thought lost in the wind

The rise of sun, the cast of dawn
The fall of the moon, the glisten in the stars
Beauty that seems to only be drawn
A glimpse as if smoke from a cigar

Faded into a book of time
For where it stops just for a moment
Hovering over, waiting to be climbed
Till the day she's finally chosen

The glimmer that sets, upon her hair
Hoping to catch that single glare
A woman that holds all to fair
If only she know how much I care

So many times I thought I answered
But only to see the stakes have changed
Every time I look up at him
He shoots me down to the abyss below
Where I have to crawl just to reach my goal
To find out how I can be whole
Dark and damp its cold inside
The monster that decides to hide
I fight to find, inside who I am
A Sheppard looking for his lost lambs
As if the tattoo jumped of my skin
Searching for my long lost twin
The image of me has faded away
Darkness unable to be kept at bay
Surging through me like a beam of black
My life hung up upon the plaque
The tears want to drop, I just want to cry
Why can't I find myself, WHO am I?

My head, it hurts, pieces of glass inside. The glass stained with pictures, the pictures full of purpose. As i smoked the cigarette yesterday I asked myself, an endless abyss of 'what if's' and 'have not'. The pain, it hurts, but i find purpose beneath it. A duty i have to fulfill
It's an addiction i need to feed, It's the water to life, It's the person i need to keep happy, to keep fulfilled.
And they must be happy, no matter the cost of my own
Like Autumn days and night, the warm tender kiss of the sun. The Moon, shining off its glorious radiant light even if it can not be seen
With out it, we are nothing
Without you, I am nothing
I meant to tell you since the day we met, but someone else fell into your light
Hypnotized, by the trance of love

This feeling, leaves me speechless
The thought of you on my mind
Unable to reach that first kiss
If only I could slow down time
A bliss image of what I want in my arms
This feeling of pain over powers me
At the sight of your lovely charms
Leaves me to blind to even see
As if I am your sword and shield
I'd fight for you with all my will
With only my heart in my hands to wield
Just the thought of that emotes a thrill
I may not be the one who holds you heart
But i'd protect it till my very last breath
For this feeling shall not be torn apart
Till the day I meet with Death
My lips go numb, they've become weak
My lungs gap for a widen breath
When I look at you, I cannot speak

Freedom, the beauty in the word itself. Free, to break control of that those have on you. Dictators, Leaders, Nobles, Aristocrats, all of them seem to hang our freedom in their scales. Their scales of right and wrong, contradicting what they see fit, To spread our wings and fly, is the divine goal, but how do we fly, when THEY have clipped our wings, when we allow others to put us in a cage. Under lock and key, strained from our movements. Like puppets tied to strings. They decide our actions, our movements, even our decisions to an extant. Can we be truly free, can we take the reigns back into our hands, after it has been ripped. Can we break from the cell we were put in. Only time will tell. For like a clock, we seem to always circle back, after moving forward for so long.

Society, when we speak this word what do you think? What do you perceive? Do you see it as a symbol, to which we crave for. Or just another group, telling what to do? Commanding, something we fought years for, to be free.. yet are we truly free? Free, the word used to build hope, faith, and wars. Wars useless, maybe not. We crave for it. Look for it even, Why? Because Wars are fights, fights between two or more parties thinking their stand point is correct. Perception, a word used through ones mind to try and persuade others that  they are correct. Correction, no one wants to be wrong. We instead make lies, and stretch truths, to makes us look smart. Think of this, cause this is how I see Society, This is how others see society, so tell me...Which stand point will you accept now?

Happiness, What creates it? what is happiness? for some, happiness is money, wealth. Others, happiness is life itself. Others find it fulfilling a purpose. Purpose? Is there really such a thing? a slave to be bound to a singular entity, for eternity to come. Are we all slaves? feeding the machine that is called life, is there reason behind it? I know my purpose, to bring happiness to people. Solipsism, the idea, that the world. only a picture, of a subconscious artist slaving away at his canvas The artist, his world. the one he creates, The one he sees. the one where he exists. And if there is even, even the slightest amount of truth. Behind the Artists mind. You Are The Most Beautiful Thing I Could Perceive.