Don't They See It? Little white flakes drift in the breeze.Don't they feel it? Don't they see it?A white sheet blankets the earth.Don't they feel it? Don't they see it?All is quiet, stilled by the snow.Don't they feel it? Don't they see it?Peace is in the air.Don't they feel it?Don't they see it?
Peace Peace.What is the answer?Wishes whirl inside of me,reality snaps back.What happened to the old days,Blissfully unaware,trusting in fairy tales,having black and white vision,good always winning?I'm smothered now,Surrounded, drowning,suffocated by newsI don't want to know. Hide me, hide me, it's too much.Too many many questionsImpossible naive hopesUnwanted evil answers,Circling, all circlingIn the vast unending gray.I try to keep my hopes upBut they're smashedeach dayby another headlinenewsflashwar report.And I think I can't stand itFor another minuteIt all has to stopto go away to disapp
Hometown Heroes If I were a hometown hero, I'd be:The missing soldier no one noticed was gone.The grieving mother whose tears no one saw.The selfless officer that no one thanked.The orphaned child no one ever embraced.If I were a hometown hero, I'd be:I'd be himI'd be herI'd be youI'd be we.
Cricket Part 1 CursesCurse you for saying his nameCurse you for saying he said soCurse you for having no reason to lieCurse you for making me think.I wanted to lovebefore I was lovedthis time.Too late for that now.I critique my feelingsbefore they're allowed to be feltonly feeling what my thoughtsdeem "politically correct."I don't know if I'm in love or crush or likeOr if I've just wished myself wherever it is that I am.Curse youCurse youCurse youCurse you for saying his name.
Cricket Part 2 MystifiedSomeone said he saidHe liked me.I said I didn't believe itReally I wasn't sure.Out of the corner of my eyeI thought I caught him looking at me.He sat next to me and put his arm around meFingers dancing around my hipNot enough to be forwardJust enough to know they're there.He tickled meAnd when I grabbed his handsTo make him stopHe laced his fingers through mine.When we were quiet I sensed he was watching meMystified.I believe itI'm just not sureWhat I say.
Cricket Part 3 I Like HimNo more screening, analyzing, critiquingI don't concentrate on feelingAs much as not thinkingAnd the feelings come.No one feeling jumped at me,The little ones added up.I was jealous when he sat close to someone elseI pretended not to noticeIt should have been easy to brush off.He can't be cheating if he never said he liked meAnd they didn't mean anything by itSo why did I feel like crying?I couldn't wait for him to sit with me, But I swore I'd be in a bad mood-pretend, at least-Because he sat with someone else,put his arm around her,even if he didn't mean it.The plan lasted-pardon the cliche-
Cricket Part 4 Out LoudIf I don't say it out loudIf it doesn't workThen it never was.If no one knowIf I never saidThen when he's just my friendI can pretendMy heart's still in one piece.And when it's someone elseI can tell myselfNo icicles of jealousy are stabbing me.When it's not of me he's thinkingI can keep believingHe's not the one haunting my daydreams.But only if I don't say it Out Loud.
Cricket Part 5 ExpressionAnyone watchingWould have seen two peopleMildly interested in the ten minute filmWe weren't talking toEven looking at Each otherBut unseen in the darknessOur hands touchOur fingers talkExpressing feelingsWe hadn't dared to voiceHis fingers caress mineLittle by littleThey end up intertwinedAnd all the questions in my headWhat about her? What are you thinking?Am I imagining things?Are answered Without a wordWithout a glanceMore easily expressed in touchThan words or looks could ever say.
Cricket Part 6 Little GirlWithdrawnTimid ShyAfraidI left that little girl behind, The one who never spoke aloud,Who didn't know the secret codesThat let others speak so freely.I thought I'd grown past herBeyond herOlderOnly to find a little voiceWith all her insecuritiesHer fears, her hopelessness,Still inside my head.Waiting for me to get close to someoneSo she can cast her doubtJump in and pull me backThen torment me with guilt For doing so.That little girl could never grow upWithout a class full of friendsAll helping her.She's just a voice now, But I can't banish her myself.She won't let me fall in love
Cricket Part 7 His SmileAppearances can be deceivingRevelations can be painfulEspecially whenIt's someone you know,Thought you knew.Your perfect guySmart Decent HonestWith his smileHis whistle His laughIs suddenly alsoA cheaterA liarA fraudBut still with that smile,That whistle,That laugh.Trying to piece the two togetherProves impossible.You wish for the guy he was beforeThe one you daydreamed overThe one you likedCould have lovedOnly to come crashing downRealizing he never wasNever really was that guy.Even knowing this, You expect to see him,The one you thought he was,Every time you see his sm
Slipping Away This is the last moment,The last time things will be like this.People leaving, Schedules changing,Nothing will be the same.Won't see the same people,Won't hear the same jokes,Just won't feel the comfort of today.Change is coming,Always does,Creeping up first week of June.It's days and weeks and months awayUntil it's here, next second,And you don't cherish it till it's too late,Till time's slipping through your fingersLike water through a sieve-No way to stop or catch or slow it,No wish has ever worked.All you can do is hang on to the momentAnd remember it foreverOnce it slips away.
Starguy I used to think I didn't know a stargirlNever had, never wouldShe was imaginary, too good to be true.Maybe I was looking in the wrong places,At the wrong faces.I don't know a stargirlBut I do know a starguyHe's not afraid to be himselfEvery hour of every dayHe doesn't change.Other people do-They accept him and reject himAccording to their whims,Starguy pays them no mindAs if they aren't thereThe only ones he seesAre the ones that are listeningRegardless of who they areIf they are listeningThey are his friends.To do that day in and day outAlways acceptingNever rejectingIt must take such loveCoura
Stars On My Window Looking at a streetlampThrough the rain spotted windowResting my forehead against the cool glassThe soft yellow light fracturedInto so many glowing, beaded fingerprintsOne for each water droplet resting on the surfaceEach drop as minute and silveryAs spider silkBehind these starry eyed beads of waterLight radiates from the streetlampA miniature sunburstThough it becomes naught but a distant starIf I mist the windowBy breathing too hard.
Call of a Dodo Bird I might've heard a dodo birdIt's miserable cry on the echo of the windIt's tearful tale, it's miserable storyEntangled in a single noteDrifting softly- softly!- in the windIt's calling now again- faintly, faintlyAlmost nonexistent, but not quiteSoftly, faintly, it persistsThere for those who listenI might've heard a dodo bird.
Secret Understanding As a child, things were easyEverything was black and whiteYes or noTrue or falseGrownups were so sillyThey didn't understandAs a teenI look back at my child self and smileI've discovered the mysterious color grayThe words kind ofMaybeButStill, grownups are blindSome things they just don't understandBut I wonderAs a grownupWill I look back at my teen self and smileHaving discovered some secret of human natureOne my teen selfJust couldn't understandAs one who sees black or whiteCannot see grayAs one who hears yes or noCannot hear maybeIs there a secret ICannot understand?
Miracle a tiny acorngrows into a mighty oak what a happening
I Wish I don't want to hurt anybodyI don't want to hurt youYou did nothing wrongYou couldn't do anything more rightSo I don't know who to blameI wish I loved youYou don't know how long I waitedHoping it would be trueThat I'd feel the same thing you doI wish I didI wish I loved youI like the way you danceI like the way you make me laughI love the way my body feels so right with yoursI wish I loved youYou don't know how long I waitedHoping it would be trueThat I'd feel the same thing you doI wish I didI wish I loved youI feel so badI avoided youI lied to youI never called you backNow I'm breaking your he
Strong Enough Are you strong?Are you brave?Are you really?Strong enoughTo go against the flowTo stand alone against a tideThat loves to push you down?Brave enoughTo ignore everything they knowTo be different where no one understandsAnd they hate you for it?Strong enoughTo go against the grainTo stand out from the woodworkThat conforms everyone around?Brave enoughTo ignore the fashion linesTo turn the understood, unspoken rulesAround and upside down?Are you still strong?Are you still brave?Are you really?
Honored Above All I will be honored above allHundreds have gone before meApparently in vainBut not this timeI will bring them to their kneesI will be honored above allThe final straw on the camel's backThe end to it allThey'll have to give inI will be the last to dieI will be honored above allAll the blood shed at my handsMine and theirsThe guilty onesI will end our persecutionTickTickTickI will be honoredAbove All
Real Life Yesterday I knew what I was feelingI hated itI was steeling myself for tears and heartacheBut I knew what had to be doneTonight I'm so confusedI don't know what I'm feelingI have no idea what I should doThey don't have words for my thoughtsFor my emotionsMy feelings flicker In the corner of my heartMy thoughts do the sameAt least,That's how they behave in real lifeLong walks in the rain aren't real lifeNeither are dancesWhen I was walking in the rainI sorted out my feelingsDecided I just wanted to be friendsThe words disappearedAs soon as I reached homeBut they still flickeredI had all but written
Doesn't Anybody Care Can't anybody hear meDoes anybody know I'm hereCan't you see what you are doingDoes anybody careMiracles can happenDreams can come trueWe could actually compete with themIsn't that what you wanna doSo what are you doingArguing over stupid movesWe could be winning this thingInstead we've got the bluesYou've gotta be into itGive it more than you've gotWe're all in this togetherThat key word is our trouble spotIt doesn't matter which way's rightSo long as we do the same oneOur stress level shouldn't be so high This is supposed to be funBut nobody can hear meNobody knows I'm hereNobody sees what they ar
All The Little Children A little boyShivers in the rainHe ran away from home, you seeHis mom was always stoned and his dad was never homeThere was nowhere to go but upSo he called it quits And started over againBut now he's lostAnd coldAnd wetDoesn't anyone want this childDoesn't anyone know his nameHe's abandoned and aloneBut he's not to blameA baby girl Freezes in the snowShe was all alone, you seeHer mom was just sixteen and her dad could not be seenWith a little baby girlSo she twists and turnsAnd cries out to the worldBut she's still lostAnd coldAnd wetDoesn't anyone want this childDoesn't anyone know her name
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