Windows

I don't ever try to make sense,but when I do it truly means something. I ramble on and on,just hoping that someone will take notice,will listen,will notice. I can be happy,sad,angry,confused...most of the time I am. It is all so simple. I can feel it,I have it figured out for just a second. My world is always crashing in,one wall gets fixed,and then the roof starts caving in. Those walls don't hold me...thats why there are windows. My eyes,blue like water,like that of the ocean,so easy to read,so predictable, can damage a soul within seconds,without warning. I've started to think,more than they ever wanted me to. Give me passion,in the making. I bleed it. Splatters on my shoes.I think you are ridiculous,at times we all are. All in different ways,we gained portals with time.Communication is dead.The system,constantly screwing with our heads.

The Messy Attic

Heavy steps

Up stairs

The creaky door

No one has entered in years

Search for electricity

No trigger in sight

Through a fog of cobwebs

See the sunlight

It filters out

That which the darkness hides

So personal

So divine

The contents of the messy attic

Are

To be found

In this mind

Mine

Miss

Hidden behind eyes

Deep

Dark

Searching for some form of light

Natural

Longing

Given up on

No one feels sorry for

You don't deserve this

No one does

Especially you

You think the same of me

I can see it

You believe it

The moments small

Fleeting

Holding on tight

This time is all we have

Far from a hero,you

Far from a heroine,me

Living

To decieve

Wanting to be

Nothing more than free

Higher Love

Right now

I'm not crying because i'm sad

Angry

Nothing negative

I cry because you gave me the strength

To live again

Means so many things

It means the most to me

So much discouragement

The world deals it out on a daily basis

So much kindness

You dealt it on a secondly basis

Lifted me up

Until the end

I'm not crying because I miss you

I am

Because you still believe in me

After the end

My love I send

And yours I still keep

Because that is the kind

Love

Runs so much higher than six feet deep

You and I See Me

You see me as you want to see me

Only simple words

Only simple definitions

Nothing too complicated

Too good or too bad

It doesn't make me sad

Not in the least bit

Nope

Because

I wake up everyday and proceed to say

"You see me as you want to see me

I see me as I want to,too."

As far as you're concerned

The following words may or may not be true

But you don't have to worry

The closing statement is in no way directed at you

I'm not pretty or ugly

Nor to grounded to fly

I'm not stupid

Not afraid to die

Yep

Because this,ahem

Is my final statement

I am beautifully made

Willing to dream

I get confused sometimes

Do love life while I'm 'live

And that...

Is for me to decide

The Fan and The Fame

I am unimpressed by "fame" in person

Because a person is all it is

Persona sometimes created by the media

Worshiped by the money makers of the industry

Made of skin

Made of cells

Made from dirt

Made of all the same things as I

You are unimpressed by me

You call me a "fan"

Seemingly just a random unimportant human being

You just don't seem to care where I'm coming from

We are the cycle of things

Both the same

The fan and the fame

Sings the songs

Writes the words

Be's the characters

You inspire me

I inspire you

We give life the credit

They give you the money

They put you on the stage

And you thank me

We never get to meet at eye level no matter how close we step

I don't see you as they do

I see you as me

The fan and the fame

One in the same

the "bad" idea

Unimpressed by your fame
Those guys in bands really are just lame
Just that guy who sat by you in class
Great friend
Big Flirt
Bad idea
Big dreams
Nothing too material
Open up his mind and I want to step in
Guys in bands
Silly
Begin to priortize
Did fame comsume that smile?
Damn,I'm out of time
But you're out of your mind
The girlies swoon for you
You're tipping the bottle
Just belowful throttle
Crazy life
Great friend
Big flirt
Bad idea
That guy in the band
I knew you before you were just that