I think you have something in you to write I think you have something in you to give I want you all to feel this gift I walk you all to feel your spine Breathe in the oxygen that we so freely take Enjoy the world that we so selfishly take. I once stood upon the precipice of my own desire And spit over the edge to see how deep it went I could have sat there for hours and days Waiting for it to show its ways.
I say that I might want you to know, But it all depends on what my fickle nature will show.
To say and feel are two separate things As linguistics will encourage certain flings.
We cling to the certain and fear the lived, so come on and tell me: have you ever fibbed?
The separation is spurred by the signified, Ever if the signifier has lied,
It still holds that invisible trace, The one that made you lace,
The two thoughts so distance form one another, Into a finely quilted blanket cover.
Depicting your adventures to and from, it makes me wonder if you will ever come,
To see me shine on that stage where I belong, practicing those theories they taught me all along.
I never knew what they were trying to tell me, until I felt it and just let myself be,
Under the lights, the shining stars, where I saw right through the bars,
Of all the cages that I had set, In order to make sure we never met,
On equal playing ground where I would be weak, the irony of this is way to bleak.
I preach for equality and loving care of all, but then I hide from the possibility to fall.
You have something in you give, you have something in you to live.
And you should not stray from the path of the unfamiliar, for that is the way of the true believer.
They say that you must let something go, Before you can say that you truly know,
Whether or not it will freely land back by your side. It is then that you can finally confide,
The fears that stunned you and let you go, to the place they will never know.
I was there and I saw the darkness inside, and I know that’s where a piece of me will always reside.
Come now and walk me slow, show me all of the things I will never know.
There is you and me, this and that, I never want to let you fall flat.
So I will look for ketchup and any excuse To free the lion; to let it loose.
Hair flipped to one side with glasses on, You make me think that I am not a pawn.
You make me want to stand up and shout! Stand our ground! Don’t stop and pout!
You are free, you are real and you belong in this place, with your dreads, your jeans and even your lace.
So take them by the scruff of the neck and breathe in their ear, they need to know we are strong; they need to know we are here.
Fuck their entitlement and fuck their ceiling, Ill clean that sticky floor, if you catch my meaning.
I don’t need their words and I don’t need their money All I need you is you on that dance floor honey.
Melt your sugar in my ear, give me the ability to hear,
The impulse that makes your body move, so give me a theory that I can prove.
Let’s play a game, its called: Live Without Fear and the object is to see who can be the most queer.
I may not always make the most sense, but at least my emotions never sit on the fence.
Ill take a moment to look in your eyes, and realize that my body feels the skies.
No limits or fear of drowning, the only impossibility is a state of frowning.
Electricity sent through my veins with you, I feel no pains.
Thank you for this encouragement to write and thank you for this catharsis of this spite.
Some will read this and instantly know some will sit and think: what is she trying to show?
The random thoughts of a show deprived mind, can find likeness in thoughts of every kind.
Slow down the thoughts and shed your fears, For anxiety can lead to nothing but tears.
and its like I was someone else for the last 2 days. Seeing that ally way was the most disturbing things that has ever happened and I just wish that you had been there with me. No one else understood why I was so freaked out by it.
I learned so much about what I want and (more importantly) what I DONT want in the last few days. I would be mad about wasting two whole days on drinking and smoking but there were some really great discoveries and new experiences.
I feel like poopy shit now and I cant wait to be around people who are like minded again and dont make me feel like I need to be someone else.