It's so easy to say goodbye
Instead you look me in the eye
Lying your alternative to a much simpler farewell
You want, gimme gimme, always gets...when I love you
The other way around is a whole new double standard yet to be recognized
It's only fair to give what you get
Let's all be stingy and only get from the givers
We're all hoarders in some area, a little sick, a little selfish
Sometimes it hurts just to be selfless

Watching her bud like the flower she always was
I enjoyed for myself because
No one else saw the beauty waiting to emerge
Now they all see a bouquet for the taking
Like a regular valentines day they all flock like seagulls
I stop in to water her every now and then
I should have used pesticides...

If I start to fly will my worries gravitate towards the sun?
Can I just get away to a place that doesn't exist?
Does a cave keep out the bad sounds and rebound it onto my enemies?
Will I work for the dark where no one can see my misdeeds?
Could I be the difference between life and death if I am no where in sight?
How can I see the end coming from the beginning?

Round and round here goes nothing
I sent myself on a journey for something
They say kick your legs and paddle your arms
I thought this would be easier
I feel like I've been drowning for years
In the vast space that is my mind
Thoughts fill my lungs like fluid
But why do I keep opening my mouth?
Now I pay the price, my thoughts submerge me
I reach for help, with a snap, they desert me
I think too much, and the flood gates are open
But my thoughts remained kept to myself
Unable to float, I'm sinking again

I stared at the empty seat, nothing to hide
I feel so **** lonely without someone here by my side
My eyes become watered, but not filled with tears
A drop of sorrow mustered, but not shed
Time spent thinking rather than doing, wasted
What I want I can't have but we all covet that the most
A sick twist of fate or a game we all play
We all have to learn how to stand and walk on two feet
Better start crawling

Invisible chain
Trapped by the hand that feeds me
Weighing me down, slowly pushing the life out of me
Everyday a new chance to leave it all
But I chose to endure and thrive
To break and earn my release from the chains that hold us down
Sink or swim we pick one everyday
I'm not Michael Phelps, but I sure do earn my gold everyday
I take a 9-iron to my problems everyday knock em out the park
Never a straight shot or a hole in one
Always a challenge not so much fun
We have our moment with the hand that feeds us
Let's hope it's not more than we can chew