I am a big fan of strange                                                          ­                  I don't  want people to ever change                                                           ­      I  love  it when they are weird                                                            ­       they  won't tell you  what you want to hear                                                 Quirky is beautiful to me                                                               ­       it  tells  me that they are free                                                             ­     Loners  attract me                                                               ­                             like flowers and honeybees                                                        ­   Their  emotions are intriguing                                                       ­             I wonder what they are thinking                                                         ­              Their  poems speak of individuality ,fate                                             of destiny and hate                                                             ­                          Like  two peas in the pod,                                                                        they  are  just like me , a little odd

Ladies and Gentlemen can I have your attention                                                        ­                                                  I  am  about to ascend to the fifth dimension                                                        ­                                                Me  and  the world all interconnected                                                   ­                My  whole life being redirected                                                       ­     Moving  in between possibilities                                                    ­       living  in alternate realities                                                        ­           In  a  state of pure tranquility                                                      ­              with  twenty twenty visibility                                                       ­                  I  am going to control my destiny                                                          ­      Live my life with brevity

You have torn me up                                                               ­                  you  have torn me down                                                             ­              and  I have  had enough                                                           ­          of  this  merry-go-round                                       ­                      You  asked  for space                                                            ­               you  asked  for time                                                             ­                                  A  slap  in the face                                                             ­                                   you   used  it to  undermine                                                    ­                   But  patience  brings power                                                            ­             and  I 'm  coming into mine                                                             ­     Just  because  you yell louder                                                           ­                     doesn't  make you right

It seemed like old times again                                                            ­       we  talked and let our hearts mend                                                          Just  to have time with you                                                              ­        was  what I needed from you                                                              ­        Every time that I've decided to                                                                throw  my hands up, you do you                                                              you  turn around and  you surprise me                                                           with  your kindness that I miss deeply                                               That  tiny hug before you left                                                             ­    reminded  me not to give up on you yet                                                              ­                                                              I  wish  we could go back to                                                               ­               a  relationship between me and you

I think me and you would have been okay                                                             ­                                                                 ­                         until  you  let  your  ego get in the way                                      Playing  two  against one just isn't fair,                                                            ­       I  can't  believe I got out of that webbed snare                                                            ­                                                     where everything was a challenge, up for  debate                                                      ­                                         It  made  all of  my resentment turn into hate                                                             ­                                            I'm  so  glad I made my great escape                                                           ­             give  you both time to get you stories straight

I bought an antique onyx ring                                                             ­            and something about it was beguiling                                                         from every inch of the etching                                                          ­       inlaid in its tarnished filigree                                                         ­                      It beckoned and kind of lured me                                                           holding me captive with its beauty                                                          As  soon as I held it in my hand                                                             ­        my  mind slowed down like falling sand                                                   surrounding  me  in  a dream like state                                                           I  saw the  previous owner, I saw her face                                               Within those few seconds for me                                            a  woman's  voice said, this was meant to be                                            That  I didn't pick it accidently                                                       ­              but  had always been a part of me                                                              I  looked inside and saw so clearly                                                          ­  my  initials engraved so mysteriously

You are emotionally vacant                                                           ­           there  is no life in your eyes                                                             ­   Even  from a slight distance                                                         ­     it's  something you can't disguise                                                       Like  a stone wall, so cold                                                             ­         you're  not even warm to the touch                                                        It's  like you're being controlled                                                       ­     and  it's  become way too much                                                             ­            No  tears, no smiles, no sighs                                                            ­       Is  there anyone home inside?