Simple Everyday Things....[Simple, Everyday Things We Never Talk About]Thinking that no one seesIs a common misconceptionWhen taking pieces of great candy bitsOr checking your reflectionIn that window at the store andYou see someone staringAnd you pace yourself away really fastYou trip on what you're wearingAnd falling down and getting upWithout bothering once to seeIf you've ripped that hole in your pantsThe one right above the kneeThat you never really see untilYou reach your working spaceAnd people are all staring atThe funny look on your faceBecause you never stopped to wonderThe weirdness of men's tiesAnd as your thinking to yourselfYour pencil suddenly fliesOut of your hand you duck to seeIf anyone actually sawAnd then you see the guy you likeLooking at you in aweBut turns away rather fastAnd you feel your face grow redAnd decide it's time for lunch right nowAnd avoiding this awful dreadThat you'll feel anyway as youWalk up to the food courtAs you open up your mouth to yawn
Mind's Heel[Mind's Heel]If I slam my brain over white plumes,And yell those crazy words,You'll still hold my hand and say to me,'Real hearts fight with swords.'If I still cry out angrily,And throw myself at you,You'll still be there to touch my faceAnd see what's really true.If I still blow those bubbles,Drowning in those ponds,You'll still jump in and save me,And say I'll never break those bonds.If I take up on myself,And hang my heart up high,You'll still be there to cart it down,And set it from awry.Keep in mind I'm not the last,I'll have my back at you yet,When you're ready to fall to darkness,I shall be your net.
Brand New Romance[Brand New Romance]'What do you think?' I said,Gleam in my eye; staring over river bend,'Of something that blossoms in heartOf something that just transcends?''I'd say you're a dreamer,'He turned away, smile coy,'If you're talking about hearts of people,Nowadays, they think everything is a toy.'I peeked over my vest; fabric over my nose,At a boy I'd known since the smallest age,Who's hair fell over darkened eyes,Who's name covered my diary's every page.My nose was cold; I shifted in my pose,Averting gaze; he was staring; I stiffled a sneeze,Somehow it was natural; his arm came back around me,Skillfully, carefully, he guarded me from breeze.'There are things I'll never ever get,'He breathed out slow; warm breath making clouds,'Through everone I've seen, everywhere I've gone?I've seen nothing glow through countless crowds.'My cheeks flushing pink; I giggled and said,'You're silly for thinking that people don't glow,I know I see someone through people that walk,But