Without care it grows
Till the flower shows
Birds brought the seed
It's just another ****.
In a corner of the garden
Amid beauties a burden
One you would like to miss
It grows unloved in bliss.
You care not about its name
The uninvited without shame
That needs no water
‘**** it', you mutter.
Hardened it stands stubborn
Mocking you night and morn
Unloved yet in love with you
Baked in sun bathed in dew.
You can't take it anymore
It has to be shown the door
With gun you madly shoot
It's gone head and root.
Summer passes comes the rain
Your garden is green once again
For your love sprouts the undying greed
Once more the birds bring back the seed.

If it's good that's why you'll do it
if it's not that's why you don't
and if it's good you'll want to do it more
if not, well then you won't.

I am undecided
and undecided I shall be
until I try and find I like it
and that's good enough for me.

yesterday I thought of you...
world, and how I would take you over!!!
creating diabolical schemes...
mischievous mischief...
i believed in something..
control...

and then a red head redbone
fumbled into my thoughts...
Asking "what are we going to do today..."
and I say a walk on the beach
a picnic in the sand..
and then....
it hit me...
I'll drop to one knee..
And take over your Whole World!!!

There was a wishing well there..
I stuck my hand in quickly...
Robbed the **** out that *****..
Took every single bit of change
I transformed overnight with that change..
Into everything everybody wished to be...

Do you ever feel
Like the words are stuck,
So much you want to say?
But you allowed someone
To break the connection
Between your soul and fingers?
Do you ever feel
So pushed and pulled
By other's emotions
You forget which ones
Are truly your own?
Are you so compelled
To give and give to others
You whither in the drought
That's left behind?
Boundaries, boundaries are
So hard for me to find.
They're invisible laser beams
Protecting a fine jewel.
I can't see them.
I clumsily make my way through.
I allow others to determine my path.
Where is the strength
I felt two years ago?
Will it ever return?
Until then, I swing from here to there,
Tripping, slipping along the way.
Searching for the strength I knew
Before my world was turned upside-down.