Verses

I want to love you, but

I don't know what to do about it.

I want to you kiss you, but

I am so scared of the taste.

I want to tell you how

I've waited all these years to tell you, but

I don't bother cause you've

cut off both your ears.

I think about you when

I'm out drinking alone.

I start to day dream with

the pictures on my phone.

I think I need you.

I think I'm wrong.

I feel you moving, but

it's just you moving on.

I read your articles.

I read you mind.

I think about the bank where

you save up you're time.

I'm just a dreamer.

You're just a dream.

I think you love me, but

I'm caught up in the seems.

You want to reach out, but

you don't want to seem vulnerable.

You want your freedom, but

it comes at such great cost.

You want protection.

You want control.

You want the person who

can fill up all the holes.

You're always busy.

You're never home.

You only think of me

when you feel all alone.

You say you're right.

You probably are.

You feel so close, but I

push you way too far.

You never ask me

how I'm doing anymore.

You only assume

I'm the same as once before.

You say you're sorry.

I don't speak.

We're like a sad song

broken on endless repeat.

We're seven verses sung

in discord harmony.

A dissonance heard

by ears of likened hearts.

A major melody.

A minor chord.

The sweet resolve

led into a soft encore.

Contenders

I see what you're doing

You've found something new

You're learning how to flip your craft on its ear

and explore new territory.

And I'm proud of you.

I'm proud for you.

I'm inspired.

I'm envious.

It's so easy for you to share your work

You can just send a photo and wah-lah.

You're getting the credit you deserve.

You're getting up and out on the streets

littering the walls with your creation.

It's brave, it really is.

Watching you has helped me expose my fears

and in that exposition my goals are revealed.

There is much I have to share.

There is much work I have to do.

We are very alike, yet so different.

We both want to succeed!

And I am proud of you for wanting that!

We are both contenders fighting a similar fight

in a world riddled with wars of varying nature.

I am doing my best to be a friend.

I am doing my best to grow.

There's so much I want to say,

so much anger and hypocrisy waiting to be exposed,

but things of that sort are better forgiven and half-forgotten.

Because no matter how angry I get, or how jealous I become,

I love you, I care about you, I've got your back.

This is my gift to you.

It's small, but like the passion you have in craft

and in creating envy, 

it grows.

Come on Strong

What did you think would happen?

You came in with a loose tongue, spitting

like a dog off a leash

carrying on about what you heard

I know, I know, I know, I know

I've heard it, heard it, heard it,

heard it all before

You know, you know, you know, you know

it's not worth it

but it hurts, so you like it

You didn't think it would happen

You placed a bet on the wrong hand, didn't you?

It was a long time coming

You fell fast face first on the cold, cold ground

You thought you knew it all

had it figured out from the start

Well, we've all come together now

do your best not to rip us apart

You come on strong

Like the wind before a storm

You come on strong

Like the waves beat down on the shore

You come on

Like the night before the dawn

You come on strong

Like the sound of fading away

Lately

Text messages and miscommunication

Lonely days and lonely nights

Better connecting with self and cat

Behaving more like a stable individual

Thinking, thinking, thinking

Paying less attention, being more attentive

Participating in speaking

Better with women, better with friends

Managing time, money, inebriation

Focus getting stronger

Cultivating true independence

Listening to an old music

Doing what I want to do responsibly, respectfully

Exercising leadership skills

Shifting perspectives, perception

Pushing harder, reaching farther

Reading, writing, and reciting

Building capacities on stronger foundations