monetize and institutionalize
is the way to gain the modern prize

marriage isn't affirmation of love
it's a 10-grand headache
as the IRS sits above

funerals aren't celebrations of one's life
they're ways for the fat cats
to profit off your strife

churches aren't for learning about god
some pastors make six figures
now isn't that odd?

you wonder why you're in so much pain
grasping at straws attempting to stay sane

unclench your palms from those useless umbrellas
go outside, and dance in the rain

Was I just a puppet to you?
A simple pawn to your game?
Was my heart just your playground or the targets in your shooter's range?
Were those "dates" just a way to keep me blind from all your *******?
Was I just a simple flask for your little experiment?

You put on quite the show, you were quite the actress
You made "I love you" sound believable
Oh, how sad that this play had to end in a tragedy
Now the curtains close even though I thought the show was going to go on for eternity
I really thought that you were going to choose me
But our love was just a fantasy

I'm still in denial, seems like it's been a while
Even though it's only been 2 days
I'm losing sleep, I'm not eating
My whole body's shaking from this heartbreak

I want to stay but I'm losing faith
From the way you played my heartstrings
The hope that I was the one is gone
I guess I can congratulate you and say "well done"
You stabbed my trust with your thorns
You trampled my roses that I grew for you
I'm walking away, I'm not your toy
Go find someone else, go have fun with your new boy

Deep deep within
Way deep down
Deep inside
Deep sunrise
Deep sunshine
Deep deep night
Deep deep moonlight
Lighting my sky
Next to you sunlight
Deep deep within
Way deep down
Deep inside
A song everlasting
A song for you and me
Deep deep moonshine
Shining down
Next to you
You and me in deep deep love

I scream I shout
I know what I'm talking about
Them eyes an smiles
The warmth
Our family
Music to the ears
The music of our life
We look past
We dont look back
Buried next to you is where I wanna be
Married next to you when I sleep
I'm one lucky man
I thank god gave me you
That's why I know
That's why I believe
Proof of a bigger plan
I'm one lucky man

Rocks skip hearts beat
Seconds tic tock
There goes the clock
Another day gone
Lifes short yards are long
Beers stay cold
When the cig is lit
I **** sure know
Thank God for the time I'm given
This life I'm living
Months turn to years
Next thing you know
You missed it

Take a second soak it all in
Stop stare reminisce
Witness this blessing
If you're tired stressed or sick
If you're fed ready an rich
Just look
I still cant believe
This must be a dream....

Take my hand let's go on a journey
First let's walk an talk
Heres a coffee
Pay attention
I hate "hate"
I hate death
But that's not what I fear
I fear this wont sound right
When I share my heart soul and beliefs
When I tell you right now it's you and me
This coffee good
But me an you are better
Us together
Hold on grab tight
Let's run the fields
**** a coffee
Waking up your man
Laughing loving and enjoying
It's what we will have
If this dream passes us by...

The loneliness consumes,
Devours and eats my thoughts,
Even before they can take their first breath of life,
Even before they can become their true self.
Why do I feel this hollowness within me?
That lack of the person I can call mine.
I think the better question I should ask myself is,
Can I call myself mine?
Or am I just existing on other people's borrowed time?
Do I even know myself?
Do I even have the conviction to do something which will make me proud of myself?
I think you are asking the right questions.
It's not about being with someone,
It never is.
It's always about being with yourself, whatever that is.
Define yourself, work on it.
Maybe it's not something you like,
Then change. There is always a choice.
Just don't stop. Just Keep moving.
Because,
People come and go, and mostly go.
You have you. And you don't go anywhere without that you.

Boredom is the enemy of
contentment.
To love
is to mould the other's
emotions,
for better or worse.
We cannot get away
with a passionate
nothingness.

Nothing to prove..
                to people
who are counting on me..
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