Without

Where were you?
Why didn't you come?
What was your reason?...
It better be good.
It was much less fun without you.

My reason

Thats stupid.
You just didn't want to go.
Here look at these pictures.
You would have fun.
You should have came.

Yeah.
I see.
Smiles...
Happiness...
Joy...
And I wasn't there.

So don't tell me.
What you already know is classifying you a
Hypocrite.
Because I know what you know

You had fun without me.
Being there wouldn't have changed anything.
So why care now?
Because in the end...
It would have been the same.

With or
Without...
Me

Leading Me

Its an amazing thing
This little life I'm gifted
Each day no matter what
I think about it all

Family that loves me
Has my back no matter what
They want to see me happy
As simply complicated that just is

Friends that keep me insane
That help me laugh
That want to be there even though I'm truly horrible
They know my darkest of secrets
But I know they can be trusted to keep them

Times might get rough
Discouraging life may get
Times like those I have to sit
Take a moment to remember what's great

Remember that God gifted me another day
To figure it out
Live for the right reason
Do what he bids

I have a purpose
I know what I must do
Be true to myself
And know that God is leading me through

Content Loner

Each day I wake up not wanting to go to school...and its not because I just don't want to.
I hate wasting all these beautiful days inside....I wouldn't mind if I wasn't confined to such a area where I can be myself but I am judge by my opinions.

I use to dread going to school for the first few weeks because I didn't have anyone to hang out with..but when I did I found myself more confined than I did when I was alone. I didn't know why I felt this way, and it drove me insane almost every night since school started I've cried myself to sleep trying to figure out things about myself.

After a while of thinking...a near death experience...a good sleep...and a nice day, I realize why I felt that way. I am content with being a loner in atmospheres like school, because I want to be classified as me. Not as them. In a place where someone walks in and try to figure out what group you are in. I am my own person, and I want to be seen as that.
I have my close and good friends who get that, and I don't mind being classified with them but we are all different enough in personality that we are considered a group of different people.

I'm not saying that I'm against meeting new people, because I love making new friends, but I'm better at on on one convo because its a chance to get to know somone and them to get to know you without the influence of the rest of the crowd...and vice versa.

Today, I got told that I intrigue someone to the point of confusion. I was called different, because I believe something and I believe it on my own accord, and that I look confident being a "loner."
I use to despise that, being classified.
But after recent reflection...I can say at this point I am proud to be considered a "loner."
Content with myself. And my life.

Don't be

My passion
Did it does it scare you
I cant help it
Its in my blood

I let it spill out
Hoping it will get people to understand
That all of the things I say are
Real within me

Day after day
I go on hoping
That you mean it when you say
"I get it."

I only hope that when I tell you this
You wont run
They all run
I'm just hoping you won't be just
Another face in the crowd

You're my connection
That opposite side
Who doesn't have to be told twice
Don't dissapoint me

Don't be just like
Them

The Magic 8 Ball

Hanging upside down off the edge of the couch
You're on the floor, twisting my hair
Sends shivers down my spine
You tell joke
I laugh

Magic Eight ball held promise this night
Simple fun
My realizing game
You ask a question, and so do I
Little did we know
Our questions were bound together

I won't tell
Neither will you
We argue for hours
That's nothing new

Tag you're it!
I nearly fall down your voice rings
"You cant catch me."
I made a deal
So did you

If I catch you
I will tell you
You will tell me
What we asked the Eight Ball
What made us go weak in the knees

Ah Ha!
I did it.
You are down for the count.
Silly boy.
I caught you, and I have the bruise to prove it.

Sitting on the couch you and I.
This moment is electric.
My head is on your shoulder, and our hands are warm together.
Blowing in my face you tickle my nose with mint.
We become closer.

The brush of lips we barely touched.
Our revealed questions aren't new.
It should be a crime for us to do that much.

Because the morning comes, and the sun rises.
We go back to our living device.
Both with knowing in our eyes.
Dry mouths we turn around and walk away.

I am taken by him.
You are taken by her.
Both good people we don't deserve.
How could we have the nerve?

Truth became of that night.
A truth we haven't soon forgot.

The Magic Eight Ball knew all.
Does he love me? I asked a simple question.
Does she love me? He asked a simple question.
Both met with the same blinding ittle white letters.
It simply said yes.

Her

I'm not her
That girl
The one of your
Dreams

Keep me awake
These thoughts of you
Screaming
Profane things

Plauge my mind
My distorted self-image
Anyting but
Fine

I want you to know
You guessed
I said
No!

Because I knew
You don't want me

You will never
Want me

If you ever do
Want me

You will never
Tell me

So I cry
Because I'm still
Believing
I'm not

Her

Why I Write

What do I do?
I'm so confused
How can I do the things I do
To you

I'm only spilling my heart out
On paper
I'm best revealed
To you

Misinterpreting design
So you can't tell
I'm speaking to you
Directly to you

What about now?
My mind is blind with want
My future is a design not yet created
In the works

For now I just write
Hoping
Praying
That these word are
Understood

Not by the masses
By myself
To you I hopefully write

Why, do, say

Why waste time with the nerves
Why waste time with the doubts
Why waste time waiting

Do it before you forget what you were doing
Do it before you chicken out
Do it before its to late
Do it before she walks away

Say what you want
Say what you mean
Say everything

Play, Dance, Act

Where did that hope go?
It went with her name
I want the whole satisfaction
of knowing that you said mine instead
I want to be your hope
your relief

I walk with my head down
Playing for a fool
Dancing in the rain
Acting insane
Thinking of life before you came

I tap to the beat sing
Standing on two own feet
Trying to catch the eye
The beautiful one
Who sees me for me
Everyday you speak to me
I keeping growing weak

I walk with my head level
Playing for a fool
Dancing in the rain
Acting insane
Thinking of life the day you came

Its my time hope I do it right
The lyrics in my head
I hear you say my name instead?
Shock becomes me
I say it
I sing it
I mean it
All for you
I want to be your hope
Because you've become mine

So

I walk with my head high
Seeing whats inside
I play for a fool
Dance in the rain
Act insane
Think of life
My life everyday with you

Love Song Tale

With every lyric of this song
I think of how you held me close
And how you did nothing but look me in the eyes
How you seemed so sincere
Every lyric of this song
Makes me remember that one moment in time
With you
When all stood still and it was
You and I
Each lyric of this song makes me remember the moment I realized that
I was In Love with you
Because every lyric of this song makes me think about how every
Stupid little argument
Silly joke and
How Everything
Everything
Made me love you