As i sit there at my desk and moan some kids don't...
(for all the people that make fun of me in school...
They dont understand
They dont respect my feelings...
Illuminating candle sits on the window sill
Throwing shadows at the wall...
Like birds in the air
or fish in the sea...
Look at the world in all its glory;
its vagueness similar to an untold story...
What of life?
Violence and never ending strife...
Look inside your heart,
the love is there...
Softly it starts
all on it's own...
Let me have your attention for a moment.
Maybe you'll see that my life isn't all that...
Pure white crystals
slowly falling...
I sit and wait.
For something I can't really see...
To exist in a world of non-permanent beauty
To try to make sense of it all...