Believe your brilliant

Because you don't believe me when I say it.

Think you're perfect,
Because you won't believe it when I say it.

Think you're magnificent,
Because you can't believe I think it.

Think you're the best thing that's ever happened to me,
Because you may be.
And while that may be hard for you to believe,
I've only lived for so long,
And you make me so, incredibly, happy.

All your words will soon desert you

When everything I see reminds me of the shape of you,
I know that I'd stay with you.
I know that I want to say to you.
Confirming in my mind what I know to be true,
I know for sure, that I'm in love with you.

What would you say?
What would you do?

This is a definite sign of what we could be someday,
Playing in the park,
It will all be clear on a seesaw or a bridge,
Can you hear that rumbling sound in the distance?
We'd better run inside,
There is no time to be wasting any time,
Where do we go from here,
Unsure of what there is to say.

Maybe actions do speak louder than words-

Your hands in mine

I think the Beatles had it right.
That everything would be worth the fights,
Every little thing,
One single moment when I can touch you,
Is what life's living for,
I just want to hold your hand.

If I had to choose between blindness or stupidity,
I would be at a loss.
Because if I couldn't see your beauty then I would have shot myself in the foot.
And if I was so ignorant that I could not appreciate your beauty,
What a hopeless fool I would be.

You have stolen all my senses,
There are no defenses left for me to deny.

To take no pride in moving against the tide

Not water,
But people,
The waves of faces,
The sea of emotions,
Crammed into one lifetime.

And when we're running
We're too busy to look back,
But once we've stopped,
We turn around with heavy hearts,
Breathing as hard as our hearts pound,
Wanting to get out,
Further away,
But inside of us all the same.

Detours, and reading maps in the dark

My tired eyes are shut
And I can see without a doubt that
I can't take it anymore.
Whether we can,
I don't know.

These dreams I have,
Asleep in this city,
Even when the sun wakes up,
I open my eyes and light my candles,
To see in the dark.

Times will change like the seasons,
These candles will burn long before that,
But you and I will last.

I found my light,
And although we can't find each other to talk much anymore,
I walk north.
Not to isolate myself further,
But because now you know how to get there too;
And now you'll know where to find me.

Sing a song with me

Because lying here is lonely,
And your thoughts are unheard of,
In the dead sea of white noise,
Interrupting my brainwaves constantly.

Labelled as a lyric,
Read like a verse,
Sung like a hymn,
I am not a storybook.

But yet you find me so predictable,
Readable,
Mouldable,
I am disappointed with my inability to be refreshing and fun.

Perhaps that's why I always sing the same old songs,
Because it's the simple things which make me smile,
Like seeing you smile,
Or hearing you stifle a song.

Holding out,

All on the line,
Stripped and battered,
Compensating for trying to hide,
Night-blind with the lights on,

If anything ever actually goes as you planned,
You can run and retrace your steps,
But otherwise it's a flop.

And in an instant you know,
That probably this was all your fault,
Please stand strong,
It could always be worse.

How many times I say that seeming ndescending,
But trust me when I tell myself that more than anyone else.

Where were you?

Its hard and weird not to know how your day begins,
I can't imagine lying here with anyone but you.

When with you I feel like nothing in this world
But you can shake my bones,
Then you tell me I'm just a part of yours
And that you're already in his world,
Twisting more knots in my heart.

I'm not in control,
But don't my screams move you,
Or will it remain that everyone knows but you.

I've got the most to lose,
Especially if I can't be myself and keep you too-

Give me a moment to recalibrate,
I don't think I'd ever be enough,
But I'm praying for your freedom cause your mind seems imprisoned.

If you pressured then I'm on the same page,
And I need a minute to hold your hand,
To tell you the truth,
That I feel more alive when I'm with you;
Thank you for making me who I am when I'm with you, I never could have been this without you.

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It's not a try-and-buy,
It's a leap of faith.
Or maybe more of a hop.

You don't know how much it will cost you,
You know it won't be cheap.
But you've got a credit card.

The price of admission may be a little steep,
The thrill might not be worth it.
And now you've got to try it.

But now you have it.
And unlike the things you threw away before,
This one you want to keep.
It's everything you ever wanted and more.

Creatures in the night

Mysterious enigma,
The root of our deepest fears,
Planting the seed of imagination,
That's what scares us.

Because we like to be certain,
Even though I am nothing without imagination,
I wish my thoughts would live without me;
The woman my thoughts were about are hiding from me,
Because of the fear that it brought me.

And I still keep my baby thoughts beside me,
Like the nightstand I sleep beside,
Like my mother's jewelry.
Because although neither are here anymore,
They remind me of who I was and I have to keep up with that.

Whether I get cold feet,
Or in my old age forget my own name,
These events are destined to be things I want to give everything to,
No matter how superficial the things,
Or significant, like my mother's death.

I am just a civilian,
A walker of flat plains,
But with that comes mystery,
Because I ultimately make the decisions of what I will take and what I will let pass,
Since I am the creator of my own destiny.

So when the future looks dark and scary,
Like the creatures in the night of my imagination,
I stand vigilant,
Like a postcard;
And image, not a living memory,
I am unshakable.