I walk around
To find nothing but a reflection...
My dreams run forever
With a hope so strong...
Poetry is away for me
to get away from the every buddy...
Priceless
Priceless beauty...
Your game is now,
Come out and play...
Using only a fraction of light
well begin to pursue the truth...
Many years I smiled & Lied,
Yowled in pain as each night I cried...
Blood does not run
in my endless veins...
Yes I write these things
some call it gay poetry...
Don't have really shiny hair
Or those bright blue eyes...
Never in life had I thoguht to confess,
Never in life had I thought to Explain...
Its the clouds and I just how I planned
Flying high with the stick in my hand...