I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

I’ve lost my joy Not sure where it went I can’t remember It’s sweet smelling scent It had to do

I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free

Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

I am not an actor That is plain to see I am just a shepherd Tending to his sheep Try to keep them safe from

I think I’ve found the reason why I threw my gut instincts aside You had a crazy, fucked up song You made me sing I knew was wrong But now, thank God, I’ve seen the…

Face down in gutter again Seems to be my closest friend Where I land time and again Nothing new except the end

Ev’ryone’s so shiny and bright Double rainbows and laser lights I guess that’s why I’ve come to c… To be the dark side of the moon

I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile

Seems like I’ve tried so many tim… To kill myself but just won’t die Chosen the worst paths and the cri… And always out the other side

The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants

How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?

I’ve always been Out on the run I’ve never felt Like had a home And then one day