I, no I mean WE will not be defeated.
Now, hope might seem depleted
But I promise that at the end of the tunnel there is a light,
It might be small and barley in sight,
But it is there and it beckons for us to hold on,

Hold on to each other: our friends, our sisters, our brothers,
Because in a world full of hateful slurs,
Where name calling and bullying still occurs,
We need to see each other as more than just negative labels,
It is up to us to look into the eyes of hate and turn the tables,
You might look at that person different than you and call them names,
But all you do is lose sight of, that despite you trying to give them a new one, their name is James.

And James is a fricking genius. No he really is. He is solving high school math problems in the 3rd grade,
And that little James plays Behtoveen on the piano like it has never been played,
But you missed out on all his amazing talents and the best hug you will ever get,
Because you were too busy trying to impress your friends, not worried who you’d upset.  

It is time to learn there are a thousand better words than ******* or gay,
And most of y’all who use them don’t even know what they mean anyway,
So I will fight on to spread the word to end the word,
And no matter how many times they try and break us down,
I will never be deterred,
Because for the one’s I’ve known who are affected by this kind of speech,
For the kids I see every day, the students I teach,
I want them to live in the kind of place,
Where we give up hate and learn to embrace
So if you are with me, make the change today,
Buy a dictionary, find a better word to say.

Day to day we live for that breath,
That fresh air that comes with a Friday night,
The release; the distractions we create for ourselves,
Often at our own heart's expense,

That same fresh air we crave we cloud with nicotine smoke,
While we drown ourselves with fermented poison,
Our distractions slowly killing our bodies,
Yet freeing our souls,

We yearn for acceptance, love and praise,
Trapped in attempts to relive glory days,
Wrapped in broken ideologies adverse to our own,
Ones we can never truly understand or attempt to atone,

As we throw ourselves deeper and harder in love,
With a memory of happy highs and endless nights,
We loose our bodies to venture into our infinite spirit.

I promised myself I wouldn't say it,
I promised myself I would never admit,
But I am standing her with you in my arms,
Falling for all your ******* charms,
And I want to hate you so badly,
To protect my fragile heart, and sadly,
I've done pretty **** well so far,
From opening up every old scar,

But here and now in this evanescent place,
Staring up into your sleepy face,
Those silly feelings come crawling back,
And my life gets tossed off track,

I just want to scream the words inside my heart,
Hold onto your hands and never depart,
But even then, I'm not saying what I should,
Scared it will never be truly understood,
Maybe I should start out slow...

"Darling, there's something I want you to know,
It starts with an I and ends with a you,
One look at me, you'll know its true,
That somewhere in between the us,
There is something I'm scared to discuss,
Buts its building and about to break free,
I should admit that to some degree,
I am almost there, I am almost ready,
To say the words that make me unsteady,
That all long I always knew,
That I could never fall in love with you.

I've become so tired,
Tired of you always being wired,
Put it down and stop doing this,
Go back to the you that I miss

All your sad addictions,
All your mutilating inflections,

This is the lie you keep on telling,
Too bad I'm not buying what you're selling,
This isn't who you are; it isn't you,
Stop thinking it's what you have to do

You are better than this life,
Stop living it in silly strife

I love you so much,
I love your smile, your touch,
You're so intelligent and smart,
I've seen you and your glass heart,
I know you think you are nothing,
That fear is all you have to bring,
But you've given me a reason to live,
You have so much, so much love to give

You deserve so much more,
So please open one last door,

I am here to help you through your fear,
I have been there, been right where you are,
But I have broken free and come so far,
Darling throw away those useless pills,
They're just how your dealer pays his bills,
He doesn't know that you can be strong,
That together we can right all that is wrong.

My hand lay upon your chest feeling you breathe,
You smell of whiskey and cigarettes,
Whenever you tell me you love me - I believe,
I promise to be there whenever the sun sets

I carry you and set you down on the moist grass,
So jaded yet you sleep like a young child,
Your hands painted red with shattered glass,
But my worries went away when you smiled

Close your glassy eyes and I will protect you,
I will hold you near when the night airs fade,
So precious and yet so vulnerable too,
But when together we are never afraid

I drew you close and silently whispered,
I love with a love that will never be heard.

I wish I could still say I love you,
But I am finding it harder and harder to do,
I know you were hurt, I understand,
I know our love wasn't as planned,
But you left me there bleeding alone,
Trapped in a suicidal, torturous home,
I had never felt so solitary and abused,
Never have I felt so unwillingly used,
I held the remnants of what should be a child,
I felt the pain run through me so wild,
I wish I could say I still love you,
I wish we could hold on and see this through,
But I can never trust that you could ever be there,
I can only trust myself to walk through this despair.

I miss cold November days,
And snowy December skies,
I miss snuggling in a distant haze,
And watching the sun rise,
I long for your warmth in frigid nights,
Your hands to grace my body once more,
Nostalgic are the cities scattered lights,
With comforting thoughts of the one I adore.

Dear friend, I am afraid you were right from the start,
We are but foolish beings holding onto foolish hearts,
Grasping and clawing for that one true soul,
An entity we blame for our lack of self control

And here I am, the worst offender in every case,
I treat love like marathons and sprints; an endless race,
I fall in, I fall out and it all starts at the sound of a gun,
But I fear my dearest friend, there is nowhere left to run.

From adolescence to rebellious youth,
I've held this silly type of love as ultimate truth,
But I have now faced all my demons and fears,
And my fairy tale has crumbled on pages soaked in tears,

So here I lie a breathless Juliet,
My story telling is ending, the sun is set,
Bruised bones and broken hopes,
Love lost in a dream now tangled in heartless ropes.