(2011)
#Belonging
You swing on the trapeze With finesse With ease Not even the breeze Sways you
Eat the pumpkin Stupid parrot Stop mocking me And calling me names I hate playing those games
The rope is thin Burning your hands As you try to climb To the top You think
Squeeze me tighter than tight Quietly seeking shelter Unlike the many nights I dreamed.… Each and every night Ending up the same way
Despite the lies I tell myself I know the truth Will always haunt me Like unsolved murders I lay awake thinking
It’s funny How I let my guard down Just ironically Periodically I contradict myself
Even when I wanted to run Straight for the hills I stayed here Taking my pills Pretending there are birds
I care too much About people I barely know About people I’ve never met About people I will never forget I used to think
I have seen some Superficial people Who come out and say Exactly what they want All the time knowing
If you could see it in my eyes The subtle refusal Because it might not feel right to… Not at this moment Not at this point in time
Lingering thoughts Sometimes overwhelm me I can’t even seem to Close my eyes Without seeing you
Trust Takes a long time To BUILD It takes seconds To distroy
Close you eyes And just pretend That you are somewhere else That you are someone else Someone who
Someone told me About Judy Garland; That she Was the first Celebrity
I still want everything To be perfect When nothing Can be perfect I keep wanting things