You are standing on the nose of my
Mona Lisa,
from there,
see the stare, 15 degrees,
-you must wonder
what did she see, the stare, this
other way, standing over there near
where
you will be, askance, first glance,
- it not only seems small
- it is in actuality small
you'll think, I promise,
after scuffing the nose of my
Mona Lisa in chalk,
designed to emphasize the nature
of art in our imagination,
one magnitude larger.

there is cause effect
some causes are self ingrained
some effects painful

You don't even love me, o you don't even care. When we are together, I can't tell if you're even there; I reach out for your hand, but you pull away.

You don't even love me, o you don't even care. My eyes begin to water then I hear you say. "Ty, be a man and put away those tears. Or are you still a boy, even after all of these years?"

No amount of wisdom could have made me prepared... to wake up in the morning and realise that you weren't here. You said that we'll be together forever, so did forever end yesterday? Does the end of forever, begin an eternity of pain?

You don't even love me, o you don't even care. Yet I'm still wishing that you were here; you're the cause and cure of my heartache.

***** trapped home
Desastruous feel
Need, struggle, work,
Liberty restored.

in the cause for a
whippoorwill the effect is
so so amazing

Don't worry and stress
Those who are not on your side
Envy is the cause