Sonnet

My stomach is digesting butterflies
Leaves are flying by through winds set on high
Disappearances are fading away
Just like shadows run away from the light
There is no trace of more obligation
The cheating karma is too wrong to die
Another average man is here to stay
The man's heart strings are pulled by a black kite
He's adapted to a scarecrow nation
His pulse beats slowly as he waits for time
Even though his chances look dim and gray
For now he's lost his wanted Tanzanite
And has accepted his revelation
Of the myth of true infatuation

(10 Syllables to each line, 14 lines)

Knots

Press your face up against the glass
as you watch all your years fly on past
The things are getting all the less interesting
and fun times are all going by too fast

Listen to the times you once had
The troubles gone with an old comrade
The things are getting all the less interesting
Can't we sit here and finally relax?

Now we won't listen to the rain
Now we won't relish in our pain
Now we won't feel so damn insane
Why does time have to be so lame?

Finally we're here and it's feeling great
Though high school's over and we're better off late
The things are getting all the less interesting
Because after all, we're still all the same.

Now we won't listen to the rain
Now we won't relish in our pain
Now we won't feel so damn insane
Why does time have to be so lame?

It's dragged us down and kicked us to the streets
My life's trying to wake me up and you're still alive
Nobody ever said that it was fair but you're such a cheat
After looking the mirror, I never knew it treated you so kind

Now we won't listen to the rain
Now we won't relish in our pain
Now we won't feel so damn insane
Why does time have to be so lame?

More Untitled

There are times that I believe
That things are more difficult than what I see

Why didn't I see
that you aren't good for me
Making me lose all my sleep
Understanding, sitting idlely before you
Take that step and take a breath
I hold it in and hope for death
As you play with my emotions
and dig deep inside my mind
Throwing curveballs and messing up the time
Time for you to make a wish
Though it doesn't seem that way
I guess it's true, who cares anyway?
With I love you and hope overplayed,
let's hang tight and pretend to delay
When really it's going nowhere at all
Catching you when you pretend to fall
Dancing with you before you scatter
It caught up with me as I fell off the ladder
Dreaming of that tiny pidder padder
It's just another dream that makes me seem sadder
Forget all the emotions and just listen though
It's all gone and memories are just a mistle toe
away

Fa la la la la
Fa la la la la la

Untitled

Wait, why am I even doing this?
Crying my eyes out in the corner over something so stupid.
Besides, I'm probably inhaling all kinds of dust laying here.
So what if I acted so stupid, said all the wrong things?

It won't matter in a few years anyway, when the neighborhood's gone.

It wouldn't have made me any less awkward.

She's already headed off on her own, dealing with her own problems, she doesn't need another one to deal with.

Maybe it's a good thing that I held off on everything.

I don't even know why I was here in the first place. Maybe it's because the people that pissed you off before piss you off even more when there's only a few people left. I don't know why I'm mad either, but I am. Sometimes I worry that I can't even stand the people that I like to be with. Sometimes I worry that I'll overdose on what they have to say and who they are, what they smell like, what they sound like.

Sometimes I worry that they overdose on me.
Maybe I'm just selfish.