A man enters a lonely room, we’ll call him Mr. Bad Another joins the other, Mr. Goodman, his comrade They act and play and do the things that all the people do And every time that Goodman wins folks’ love, Bad smiles too “Sure it’s great, I do not hate, for Goodman is the best!” … More The Good Die Young
You ask me why I’m like this I’ll tell you best I can Some things have happened in my life That made me who I am I used to see things one way But that way got turned to two And then I started seeing things From all these points of view Everything around me … More Where Do You Belong
Until you’ve felt this pain that’s mine Do not tell me that things are fine Do not pretend to know the wring Unless you’ve lost your everything I say these things as best I can But no one ever understands I know that this is just because Most people weren’t raised like I was Most … More You Do Not Understand
So now I speak the best I can
I try so others understand
What matters can’t be weighed in gold
Its finding those who’s hand you hold … More Times Past
Petty? I shan’t think it’s so! I have this Monet, and Van Gogh Clearly, I appreciate The things the low class tends to hate! An eye for that which is so grand! Smaller brains won’t understand Yes, this is what I say to thee A peasant is but lesser me That means that I am … More Fury
Try your hardest, just to fail Try to straighten each bent nail Is it the wood or nail that’s wrong? Or has it been you, all along? Perhaps the things you thought could be Are nothing more than fantasy Maybe the things you chase aren’t real At least, that’s how the rest all feel It … More Until the End
I ask myself, exactly how Did I not see as I do now? What things went on in yesteryear To blind what I can now see clear Perhaps it is with every age Our lens grows sharp with each new page Time, it makes us wise and true And strips naïveté from you The young, … More Yesteryear
I am not who I was before The man ‘twas me I so deplore He’s hanging, cuffed, and sins no more Locked deep behind my closet door In darkness he now dwells, alone His mem’ry cuts straight to the bone It weighs me down like rock and stone And hates that I’ve, at last, outgrown … More Within
I care not for opinions, the things I say are true My conscience guides and truth resides in action, not with you If you must talk then walk the walk, because otherwise You’re all the same, the fact remains, you’re jealous and unwise Weakness fosters hate for those who climb above the rest They try … More Persevere
Rest is what my mind desires I see the redness, and the fires I care not what they think of me My thoughts confine what should be free A puzzle piece that doesn’t fit No matter what I do to it It’s odd how heat can cause such chill It’s never matched, and never will … More Lines
How the World Should Work 