If you could climb To the tops of the mountains Swim in water fountains What would you yell At the stars?

I walk this stretch Most mornings The tall grass Still glistening with dew The tracks are wet

I have seen some Superficial people Who come out and say Exactly what they want All the time knowing

It’s hard to explain The sudden change That I feel when the rain Soaks through Only if you knew

Trust Takes a long time To BUILD It takes seconds To distroy

If I had to wait Millions of years Unreasonable Serious Travesty

Don’t ever tell me That I make you feel guilty You know I’d never try To make you feel guilty Am I supposed to feel guilty

How can something so right Be so wrong In so many ways? At the same time? Concurrent sentence

I still want everything To be perfect When nothing Can be perfect I keep wanting things

When you think That I’m staring off into space I’m thinking About space itself How space and time interlock

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

It’s funny How I let my guard down Just ironically Periodically I contradict myself

I still don’t know What I should think What do you want me To think? Are we only friends?

You swing on the trapeze With finesse With ease Not even the breeze Sways you

Squeeze me tighter than tight Quietly seeking shelter Unlike the many nights I dreamed.… Each and every night Ending up the same way