Thursday, June 07, 2007

Excuse Me, I'm Out Chasing Cars Trying To Find Myself

Is it the heat that makes you sweat?
Was it the sun that baked you red?
Can you feel my hand hovering above your neck?
And do you like that?
Could you like that?
Or are you burning all your feelings for me
In your body's tired pain
Maybe what's going on inside your head
Is something you don't care to explain...

Life and death and love are the things on my mind
But the face of the angel floating in the wind outside my window
Is faded and lined
Again, I don't know what's going on inside
I feel like I'm deaf and blind
To everything everyone around me is trying to show or say
Sorry, guys, but I can't deal with it right now
I can't even understand you, anyway

I don't even feel the sun...
Sorry not today
Leave a message at the beep, any uplifting words I'll be sure to keep

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

I'm Just A Kid. And You're Just You. And We're So Special, We Can't Control It

I'm writing this poem
Because that's what I do
And I tell you girl, I'm writing this for you
Oh, I'm just going to say it right out
Or, that was the plan
Until my mouth wouldn't work right
My jaws wouldn't close, and my tongue wouldn't go where I told it to
Oh girl, this is what you do to me
And as long as you are transfixed by my eyes
And my heart is beating in your chest
I don't think either of us will be completely free
But, in truth, it'll be easier for you to break away from me

But girl, I love you
I'd say your name, but I don't know if you want all of them to know
In fact, I don't even know if you want to know
Good lord, you're just so special
And I don't know what to say
Besides, "I think I love you
More than anyone before"
Beware, that's probably the music speaking
But oh God...my heart just stops every time

You know how to do art
I can't
But at least I can sometimes rhyme
I just wonder sometime if you'll ever frame a poem of mine
And if I'll be able to put a picture of yours on the wall

If you don't love me, then I guess we can just be friends
But if you do, or could
I'd be willing to wait forever and the obligatory day
And I think this poem wants to go on forever
I don't know what to say to you
I wonder what you want to say to me?

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Let's Call It A Draw, Because I'm Too Tired Argue That You're Right

I'm waiting
And watching
Hoping, too
And wondering if my wishes and dreams
Can, or will, come true
Because I am waiting
I think, my love, for you

But yet again the night comes
Why can't it just leave me be?
Because the sun burns my eyes
And the hot noon rain soaks me to the core
But even though I'm fitted to the night
Sleep makes me toss and turn
And wish I knew for sure that there was someone
Who just wanted to hear my voice
And know I'm alright

If you'll hear me out
I'm just gonna tell you a dream I have
I'm getting lost in the woods during winter
But I find you, and we start to find our way back
Oh, I can't tell you how I feel
These words aren't enough
I suppose all I can do
Is pray and hope that you fall in love

(I'd trade my high class life
For a true blue love
And I'd rip and tear the stars from the sky
If the only jewels you wanted
Were set in heaven above)