What Can't Be Written On Paper

Searching for secrets

To try and gauge those thoughts of his

She would hunt but never find

Anything among his pages.

Looking for something

Of interest to her

She scoured his pages

Only to find empty words.

A mystery perhaps?

He hid it quite well

She could just ask him

But knew he’d never tell.

A game perhaps?

He loved to play

Knowing as long as she questioned

She’d continue to stay.

Something for her to want

Or so he thought

She knew that wasn’t true

But he did not.

She would follow him around

Hoping he’d leave himself open

Let his guard down, and she’d pry

But sadly she’d have to keep hoping

He was made of stone

And only told her what she needed

He never told her what she wanted

Even when she pleaded

And then one day

When he was tired of playing

He opened his head

And to her started saying:

“I’m afraid if I say it

There’ll be no reason for you

To stick around, without a game

And nothing to pursue.”

She stared at him softly

“Why don’t you let me decide

If it’s worth it or not

To stay by your side.”

And so he began

To speak of what he knew was true

And her search was finally over

When he said, “I love you.”

Skål

Throw caution to the wind

Don’t wait for it to fly back around

Kick karma where it stands

And let your feelings stand their ground

Don’t ever let them win

And don’t let them bring you down

But occasionally let them know

You miss when they’re not around

Always show your cards to the table

And never bluff, even if you’re able

Don’t engage in petty squabbles

And never drink to become stable

Don’t do what everyone else does

And live life with the reason “Because”

Don’t let disasters happen faster

By becoming their cause

Live life to the fullest

But don’t become full of yourself

Light up another idea

And Skål to good health!!

They Just Rearrange

F---! I don’t know what to write

Just wish I didn’t have to sleep alone tonight

I don’t want to keep doing this

I just wish I didn’t have to miss

And I’m worried it won’t go my way

And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t fear that pain

I swear to God I’m going insane

I’m not depressed, but I’m not the same

And things never change

They simply rearrange

But nothing’s the same

Yeah nothing’s the same

I can’t do things for you

Without thinking of me

And you can tell me I’m sweet

But it’s not what I need

I don’t deserve any of it

If that’s truly how I feel

I see internal ulterior motives

And I hope they aren’t real

And things never change

They simply rearrange

But nothing’s the same

Yeah nothing’s the same

If I have to live with that feeling

Every time I see you

Then I can honestly say

I don’t know what I’m going to do

My heart swells up

But then it starts to hurt

I debate whether it’s all worth it

But know that none of it’s deserved

And things never change

They simply rearrange

But nothing’s the same

Yeah nothing’s the same

And she likes him

But he needs someone else

And he likes her

But she needs someone else

We just keep dancing here

Because the same song will never finish

Anxiously awaiting our next partner

Because our personal wants never diminish

And things never change

They simply rearrange

But nothing’s the same

Yeah nothing’s the same

A Happier Thing?

So here’s the story:

I’ve been trying to write

The ideas come in the day

And they linger in the night

I found time when I wasn’t

Predisposed with the world

Bogged down by textbooks

Or captivated by that girl

The only problem is

They’re a bit too depressing

And just once I wanted

A nicer song to sing

So… Once upon a time

There was a man of great distinction

He had an ability to rhyme

But wavered in his convictions

He lived life high above

With his head in the sky

He had never been in love

But he was willing to try

Then one day he did gaze

With his view from up there

A girl with a beautiful face

Than any he could compare

Entranced by her beauty

Gold locks and green eyes

Forgot that which was duty

Now met by surprise

And he began to fall

“Timber!!” called a boy from the land

But the man couldn’t hear the call

And no one caught him with their hands

The man didn’t know what to do

And everything went dim

After time the man came to

Seeing green eyes on him

She held him there at peace

Company for a fall from above

His racing heart would not cease

And he knew it must be love

And they lived happily ever after

Or something to that extent

See, I can write happier things

So don’t think that I can’t

To be honest, I don’t really care

How depressing my rhymes may be

I just wanted to prove a point:

That all of this is a part of me.

So you can worry that I’m depressed

Or you can take it all in stride

Just don’t blame me for the fact

That I have nothing to hide.