Although it pains me to know it,
     i’m no poet.  
The words I love-come to me lucid as a-
Dream
An ineffable messenger
not angry, or
     perhaps so, in the moments when I fail me.
     But!
This prognosticator led me--
     believe or don’t
to believe in and trust in the mingling of
Souls.

The girl with the empty eyes
Is really just shattered inside
She’ll sew together her broken heart
But it no matter how hard she tries it will just fall apart
She’ll glue the pieces of her soul
But she can never make it whole
Bullied and accused
For defying your ****** up and broken views
She’s dying
And she’s crying
And she’s lying
Cause she tells us she’s fine
But she’s not
Cause she’s dying

The boy with the sad smile
Feels like he’s in exile
His dad left long ago
And his mom is never home
He cries himself to sleep at night
Because he’s tired of this endless fight
You tell him to drown his demons
And to arm himself with weapons
But his limbs are so **** tired
And he’s all to uninspired
To continue in this life

These two
And too many more
Have to fight
A broken fight
Have to live
A broken life
And your best advice
Is to sew on a smile
Because psychology says that that’s worth their while

They're stronger than you
Whether you like it or not
And unless you can understand
The constant fear
And reprimand
Of their life
You won't stop
And soon you’ll find
Their blood
Is on your hands too

And you’ll realise
This demand
Of societies homeland
Turns peoples life to a swampland
Of bland perfection

And to those
Who can't check the boxes of these messed up questions
Remember that your life
Is not for their inspection
It’s to teach others lessons
It’s to make an impression
It’s to find your purpose
And know that no matter what you are worth it
This life is worth it

And If you forget all of this yet
At least remember this noise
My voice
Telling you
To stay alive
To open your eyes
To recognize that when the day is done
You are the one that has won

I know You’re put in a ring
And you’re demons are who you’re fighting
But you have to know
That even though
The bets are placed
And the odds are low
You can still put on a show

You are stronger
Than you believe
And I know you can fight
Or at least fight alongside me
Because you are not alone
We are not alone

We are together
Stronger than our foes
And we can win
In this broken world
We can win this broken fight.

I'm making advances
Can you even see?
I'm trying
But will you ever be with me?
I'm reaching out to you
Do you hear my call?

I can see you're trying too
Is this all in my head?
I’m sensing subtle hints
Do you know I want this too?
If this is what you want
What’s stopping you?

The timing might be off
And you might feel like this is wrong
But you feel what I feel
And I feel what you feel
There shouldn't be anything between
If this is really you and me

So please be mine
I won't ask for much
Just for love
Love in your heart
Love on your mind
Love in your soul
Love for me

I can feel it
The warmth of your fingers
Filling the chill
Of the crevices between my own
Wrapping around the back of my hand
Your palm embracing mine
Like I've never known
"Perpetually cold"
I often excuse
But now I know they've just been sleeping
Waiting for the warmth of real love
To wake them up.

I am the piano and you are the pianist
together we leave a great song where
all our feelings comes out.