Who are you?
Why are you there?
Why do you move the way I move?
Why do you stare?
Unread eyes stare blankly into forever nothing
Do you see what I see?
Do you know what I know?
Why does a beautiful unknown child stand before me?
I do not know her
She does not know me
Can you explain why she is crying?
She sheds a single tear
Does she fear the truth?
No
She fears unknowing lies
This girl is me
Standing before your very eyes
Your rays beat down on my face on a summer day
Your warmth surrounds me like a blanket on a frosty cold winter
As I lay down in the green grass, I feel your touch as you burn my skin
My skin, my skin as it turns dark red
Burns at the slightest touch to its revenge
I remember standing but when I met you all I do is fall.
Falling in love you may ask.
No.
Falling for a new way of life.
Falling just to reach the farthest star in the sky.
Falling just to reach the farthest apple on the tree.
Only one thing gets me down and his name is Mr. Gravity.
Who are you?
Why are you there?
Why do you move the way I move?
Why do you stare?
Unread eyes stare blankly into forever nothing
Do you see what I see?
Do you know what I know?
Why does a beautiful unknown child stand before me?
I do not know her
She does not know me
Can you explain why she is crying?
She sheds a single tear
Does she fear the truth?
No
She fears unknowing lies
This girl is me
Standing before your very eyes
Your rays beat down on my face on a summer day
Your warmth surrounds me like a blanket on a frosty cold winter
As I lay down in the green grass, I feel your touch as you burn my skin
My skin, my skin as it turns dark red
Burns at the slightest touch to its revenge
"You should be embarased," she said, "You should be ashamed."
"You don't need to be yelling in the middle of the street where everyone can hear you."
Why? Why would I be embarassed? Why do I need to wait to be angry behind closed doors?
"Why would you say that in front of people?" she says alarmed.
Well who does she want me to say it infront of? and why not? Why can't I say it? It's true. Am I not aloud to say things that are true? Am I supposed to make up some pretty little lie? Am I suposed to pick off all the little thorns and the rest of the plant that isn't the flower just because they aren't pretty?
It's my buisness what I tell peo
if i died today
would you bring me back tomarow,
if my dreams went sour
would you turn them sweat
if i said that you are my world
would you say im your universe,
if i said your my onley reason to live
would you stay by my side so i could do so,
if i began to walk away
would you stop me and give me a reason to stay,
and last but most important
if i told you i loved you in one moment
would you say it back in the next