I hope you’re dreaming of lovely things
I hope it’s sunshine tomorrow brings
All day long I think of what I could say
In hopes that I could possibly stay
Inside your mind for a little more time
Before little me runs out of rhyme.
I’m lucky I can say anything, cause I know
My 15 minutes were up a while ago
And you, you know the trouble I spread
And it’s not worth the space in your brilliant head.
You’re in your world and I’m in mine.
And we’re both happy, yes we’re both fine.
Somewhere there’s you singing a different song
And here I am trying to follow along.
Miles away, wishing you all that life brings.
I really hope you’re dreaming of lovely things.

I’ve tried so many times to compromise my independence and it just doesn’t work

And it’s pure poison to be in love with someone like that

I now realize that this poor soul must have felt so rejected for such a long time

Wanting to own something that couldn’t be owned

Wanting a wild bird.

It had nothing to do with you, you know.

I never had a malicious intent, I still don’t have one

But I’ve observed it’s much easier to hate me than like me with everyone 

Because if I’m not the bad guy, your whole belief system falls apart.

And that’s alright, I’ll be your punching bag

I’m used to it. I think that’s been in a lot of my life. 

But it might be easier not to obsess over me at all.

We could all function amongst one another if there was no problem.

If you didn’t love me, we wouldn’t have a problem now, would we?

Ever since that day I’ve been off the wall

But that morning I woke up still. 

I’ve been crying, singing, laughing, jumping

But that morning you would’ve thought I was ill.

You would think me a crazed one, I would think so too

But I don’t… because I do.

If I were, I wouldn’t know.

If I were, I’d let it all go.

That morning I acted like a friend of the dead

Too much in shock to shake my head.

Too madly in love to get out of bed

Replaying the night I lost my friend. 

‘Go to sleep, better by morning…’

Comatose by midnight forming

Shut my eyes to the most shocking

Open my eyes, though joints are locking. 

Now I can dance without a shake

Now I can laugh and know I won’t break

But that morning I woke stilled-

Thinking I’d be better off killed.

You would think me a crazed one, I would think so too.

But I don’t because I do. 

Just this time I don’t believe you. 

I can’t, I won’t, what have you…

I don’t.

If all was lost there’d be nothing to lose

I’d wait, I’d heal, I’d relax.

Alack!

Just this once I don’t trust what you say

It’s slant. It lies. It’s pain

And you-

You are near, my light when I fear

You bring me back to me

So you-

You be confused, I’ll just wait.

And when night’s past it won’t

Be late. 

“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.” 

- F. Scott Fitzgerald

If I went away across the sea..

And wrote every word that came to me..

Would I find what I’ve been looking for?

Would the world make more sense? 

Or would I only want more?

When I said I had to leave here

I know what it did to you

But I can’t stay here much longer

I know you feel the same way too.

So if there is love.. and home skies above…

You’ll wait for me there.

And if there is you- and me too

I’ll find you in the place where I once never doubted love to really be true. 

New song by me