A Lifetime

Sweet smiles, sweet dreams
Something I wish I had
The voice of readings is calm
I bring myself to the pleasures of the touch
and sweetness of what he brings.
The current pain had weighed me down long enough
Difficulty with feelings and emotions are slowly drifting.
I wake up in the morning and wonder why you dont think im
something better.
There is once in a lifetime and once in a while the differance between the
two is about a million miles.
He can hold any girl he likes, and fall in love at night but when he wakes in the morning he wonders why.
I hold on to what i have left of him, and what could have been.
Im looking for the distance when i might take the mile and leave it be
Which at this point i feel will never come, and never leave.
I was counting on forever but now i know.
Today i stand with a smile but who knows if that smile will remain until tomorrow.

the Grass Is Green

Oh, i once had something Something that was so good, Better than the last thing i touched Then I turned right around on that something And figured i didn't like that much
The grass is green but can you tell me, can you feel it, i just wanna feel it.

The grass is green But i think i stained my jeans and now everybody knows that i been in it
I am a believer But as i was standing In line, somebody took my place Yes, i'm a believer, never mind what they say I got so tired along the way
The grass is green But can you tell me, can you feel it, i just wanna feel it? the grass is green But i think i stained my jeans and now everybody knows thah i been in it
I've got a skeleton that's deeper than any closet And a bomb that i will drop on it But you opened up to me Til i could only see the beauty in your dishonesty.

The grass is green But can you tell me, can you feel it, you just wanna feel it.

The grass is green But it think i stained my jeans and now, baby, you can tell that i been in it
The grass is green but it's not what it seems cause when you think You want it you just need it Forget just what you need

Island Of Wonder

The man wrinkles his face but it's already wornThe coffee is sour and the shirt is torn But the smile is bigger then the atlantic sea, and it happends to bring out the atlantis in me! Island of wonder where do you come from Is it the way the sun hits my face or is it your memory which i cannot trace
And the church bell dongs a remarkable song and i swallow the salt, as i hum along The women she laughs as i pass her by in a patch work i left behind island of wonder, where do you come from?
Look at me i have so much pride I took my shoes off i ran i did not hide Look at me i have so much pride i will give me dowry for the prize Island of Wonder Where are you going Nobody knows it but it is snowing in the hearts and minds of every kind of Universe

Every kind of universe

Playing Games

Playing Games, Messing with the mind!

Ya gotta wonder why the mind game is at the top of the list.

Juggled emotions but dont dare to share.

They care but not enough to admit

The Mind Game

Maybe not so much a mind game, but a ball game..

3 Strikes and your out, foul ball try again.

You wait for the ball to come just at the right moment, not to early but not to late

The Mind Game

It takes brain power not ball power to make the perfect hit

Once you strike out the perfect hit is gone and you'll wonder what could have been

Perfect has fallen to the ground

The Mind Game Or The Ball Game?!

To Those Who Can Not Read

This half open book has been damaged in more ways then one and has been let down by those who read, so as long as the book sits on the shelf it will not trust the reader, until the reader has shown the capability of trust this book will only stay half opened.

A Chance At A Good Hand

Life deals you cards everyday, some are shitty some are good.

My last hand couldn't have been worse.

Whats seemed to be almost perfect has now been turned into Poo!

The drama that has collidid down on me is fearce and which I do not need

This almost fake smile has gone on far to long. I feel It's time to bring out

the Cat Claws and fight for what i feel can and will be perfection.

But yet again people always say perfection is not always good, but to be

Happy is a Celebration

Intoxication

Rain drops fell as i stood under a dim street light smoking my ciggerette.

Intoxicated the city streets come to a freeze. hearing those peaceful raindrops

smashing on the wet streets, and for a moment everything was cool, clam and

I relaized I will be okey. And then reality kicked back In.