He didn't have to take me anywhere,
It's our own house, nobody will bother us.
Mommy already knows,
She just ignores my cries.
He really does love me, I think.
She loves me too, it's just
She also loves him.
They tell me its okay,
I'm not a kid, I know it's not.
But,
There's not much I can do about it, you know?
I'm not like you.
Not like them,
Them out there.
I can't seem to understand,
Get it right.
They have it, hold it
Keep it.
I see it, but...
Again it slips,
Slips my grasp
Don't think I don't want it.
I do.
So much.
I need it.
But,
It's just beyond me, I guess
I'm not like you,
You don't appreciate it.
You don't need it.
Yet you keep it.
I see it,
But I can't,
I just can't.
Why?
Sweet little lady,
Whose climbing the wall
One but of many
Who've come here this fall
What thoughts fill your mind
As you stand so quaint
Quietly climbing
Without a complain
My mistress of red
Your coming bears mark
Of leaves falling dead
And days growing dark
I'm sorry one more
Year still needs to pass
Before you return
To your emerald grass
Yet you are not scared
You stand and stay tall
In such a large world,
You still are so small
I see all around,
That you're not alone
I welcome you, please
Come stay in my home
Sammie Peter spoiled brat
Beat her bunny with a bat
Hung her puppy with a wire
Threw her kitten in a fire
Stomped her ferret with a boot
Tossed her lizard down a chute
Drowned her ant farm in a pool
Crushed her turtle with a tool
Gave her white mice to a snake
Killed that same snake, with a rake
Left her goldfish in the sun
Shot her horsy with a gun
Cut her parrot with a saw
Fed her hamster poison raw
Stabbed her piggy with a knife
Trimmed her sister with a scythe
Handed Daddy Mama's head
Always did what Daddy said
I'm not like you.
Not like them,
Them out there.
I can't seem to understand,
Get it right.
They have it, hold it
Keep it.
I see it, but...
Again it slips,
Slips my grasp
Don't think I don't want it.
I do.
So much.
I need it.
But,
It's just beyond me, I guess
I'm not like you,
You don't appreciate it.
You don't need it.
Yet you keep it.
I see it,
But I can't,
I just can't.
Why?
Sweet little lady,
Whose climbing the wall
One but of many
Who've come here this fall
What thoughts fill your mind
As you stand so quaint
Quietly climbing
Without a complain
My mistress of red
Your coming bears mark
Of leaves falling dead
And days growing dark
I'm sorry one more
Year still needs to pass
Before you return
To your emerald grass
Yet you are not scared
You stand and stay tall
In such a large world,
You still are so small
I see all around,
That you're not alone
I welcome you, please
Come stay in my home
When the nightfall turns to day
And all the demons run away
There's still one constant that I need
I need you, my love, my creed
With every song upon the wind
Without my love I am sucked thin
And when the sun goes back to night
I'm sure that everything's alright
Because I know when day returns
I'll wake to see you in my arms
I don't need nothing up above
As long as I've got you my love
Spinning around in circles, ever softly, all intently
Blazing fires burn in eyes, each with strength and each with passion
To step aside would be the end, to forfeit all beliefs
Brows lowered down in fury, a canine lust for life
Each step is perfect planted, each action always planned
One wrong move will end the stride
One held breath could stop the world
One eager soul will step too fast
One wiser soul will catch the slip
How long will all it last before they both embrace?
How many leaves will hit the ground, before a home is made?
How can they stop while one still goes?
How will the show come to an end?
Together they come quick
I want to say goodbye
No, I want to say hello
But now the time has come
The time for you to go
They say that time is money
I surely disagree
Because the time we spend together
Is worth the world to me
I want to say hello
I want for you to stay
But when I look upon the clock
It ticks our time away
I'm a writer who occasionally takes part in photography/photomanipulation. Yay!
Current Residence: Pennsylvania Favourite genre of music: Everything Favourite style of art: I don't really know Operating System: WIndows MP3 player of choice: iPod Classic Wallpaper of choice: Fantasy Paintings Favourite cartoon character: Spongebob Squarepants
Favourite Movies
There's like a ten way tie
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
I usually say System of a Down
Favourite Writers
James Butcher
Favourite Games
Rockband 2
Favourite Gaming Platform
Wii!
Tools of the Trade
Camera and Computer
Other Interests
I'm just going to say art in general and literature, music, movies