As the growing world unraveled
And I began the dismal ascension of maturity
I stumbled out the  fog of childhood
And there you were:

Advice to head and educate
A Battlecry and a Mandate.

Faith; in things to happen yet
Strength in knowledge- hope in regret;

Stories expressing casually:
Evils impartiality. and
tales of golden fantasies

How no drug is ever stronger than me.

These few phrases I imagine, you see
Into dreams only I can keep.
from start until the seventh day
Waking hour's dreamless sleep.

Oh how you cushion the destruction-
the entrancement of seduction
to paint to play to grow to teach
Expression extending as I reach.

You once told me
that Monday was Thursday,
Tuesday was Friday
and Wednesday...
-well Wednesday was Wednesday
and I believed it to be true

You were the force
that pulled the sun across my sky
and brought rain,
miraculously placing laughter
on my parched lips.
You wrote the maps
and formed minutes into hours
-letters into words
And when you smiled,
I believed it was just for me.

Your wish was my command
and my truth was your word.
I happily danced
when you pulled on my strings.

You vanished in a storm
and the blur of October, November,
February
Here one moment, gone the next
-with no goodbye,
apology or promise-prophecy.

But my world kept flowing
and the sun traced its arc
across my sky without your help.
My chest rose and fell
and Monday was Monday again
-the rain poured of its own accord
and my cracked lips found song.

Perhaps you have returned
from time to time
to your empty temple
-found it void of worship
and the voids filled once more.
Perhaps the legends are true
and you have become
deaf and blind
-unable to find your way back to me.

I should like the rumours
to be true
because my world turns
just fine without you.

giraffe comes to the dinner party
rabbit in the moon
shark flies through night sky
to devour dancers in the cage
white tiger leaps to cover my eyes
what kind of song is this?

I have always wanted to be like you,
Yet I'm never enough,
It never fails to frustrate me,
I wish it's myself I love.

Knowing I can do better,
Be respected,
Form a trendsetter,
Feel connected,
Only can I imagine.
Somehow think that I'm an attraction.

I have always wanted to speak like you,
Yet my voice tortures,
It never fails to frustrate me,
Sounds like chanting from warriors.

Many have fallen asleep to yours,
Wish I knew how to do that,
It's not that you're a bore,
Just a soothing, calm chitchat.

I have always wanted to be you,
Yet I'm me,
Without your inspiration,
I wonder where I'd be.