SSSSSSTEP RIGHT UP!
Come look! Come see!
Look at this creature here,
It's trapped underneath it's tree!

This tree, you see,
Is a tree of magical properties.
HA! Not really.
It actually represents mockery.

See how it looms over this creature,
And see how sad it makes it!
This tree is the source of its discouragement,
This tree makes the creature think it's unfit.

Unfit to lift this tree off itself.
Look how strong the creature is!
Yet this tree makes fun of the beast to the point, where...
Well, it believes it's too weak. That's crazy, it is!

Someone needs to tell this animal,
"HEY! You can do this!"
But, well, I certainly can't.
This is just showbiz.

the door was barely opened before
I caught her like a 2am yawn (once seen unstoppable)
she caught my smile but expressed it better than I ever could
and like I would for the queen I quickly stood
she must have seen my eyes through the hazy night
and she moved closer like poetry I cannot write

ok I can't help myself
she walked like an 'um' itself
an um for the wordless times
when something more important is on your mind
when you're asked for the truth but are filled with lies
when in pause, time it buys

gliding like a miyazaki dragon spiriting me away
anywhere but here, the now, the day
struck dumb
the response to her hello?
- 'um'

She’s a free girl

She’s a new girl everyday

Not a single thought holds her back

Nothing taunts her not even what is wrong

Because what is imperfect is so perfectly whole

Because the universe in its entirety is so incredibly correct, it is everything that is true

She lilts effortlessly through the sempiternal world she has created for herself.  Pressing her feet into the soft earth, her head is clear as glass, she lives in the abiding acceptance that as the universe is a harmonious force which does not include good nor evil, so is her ephemeral state of being.

Her name is melody and song, and beauty and nature, and art and expression.  Her name rings and loves endlessly, vividly, like a perfect asymmetry.

Her light shines magically, sensually.  She booms like fireworks, and is delicate like lilies.  She teases and twirls, is hard to find yet ever present.  Long lasting yet evanescent.

Not a soul knows of her, yet her glory shines brighter.  Free from judgement, scorn, and praise.  She’s not alive yet has lived everyday

When her form dies, she will not, for her energy lasts eternally, and gloriously.

Sorry to keep bringing this up but I can't ignore the fact that you are so much of everything.
I don't even want you, I mean ******* hell I want all of you, but I don't need you.
I just want to thank you for helping me realize that being honest and open will only benefit me.
And that yes my smile is still beautiful even when my cheeks get so big that I can't open my eyes.
And making me realize that I deserve so much more than what the past fooled me into believing.
You're not my universe; just a star in the sky.
You'll learn to trust and when you do I hope it's the right person because I'd hate for you to be broken. If it's the wrong person I hope you brush off the dirt and stand knowing you will recover.
Because you've got so much glowing inside you it'd be a waste not to share it with someone.
And I'm sure one day I'll forget you, but I won't forget what you've done for me.

I want to know why
Why do you make me feel everything?
Every emotion I've had seems as if it started because of you.
Now the only thing you're making me feel is hollowness inside my chest that I try to forget by reminding myself that emotions are just chemicals blending in my head.
I should be over it by now it's been a month of either awkward confrontation or nothing at all.
But I can't help but wonder whose lucky enough to see your dads house,
Or your messy morning hair.
I can't help but wonder who you're going to leave behind next;
I wonder if you'll give them a proper goodbye.
Maybe you'll just leave them hanging, And give them small chances to believe that you'll come back.
You won't and I should stop hoping for it.
I guess it's my fault that when you showed me your nothingness I saw everything.

Im Stressed out
And you made my day
I like you
I hope you ask me for coffee

but i watched the way you tilted your head last night
studied how you looked at the screen

wrote into my permanent memories how
the light cast shadows in your hair

from where I was sitting, I was looking at you from the knees up
and couldn't help but think

how much I wanted to paint pictures on your neck
with my lipstick