"Fish Out of Water" I swim fast, as fast as a shark in the middle of the atlantic at feeding time. It was mid december and ice coated the streets of new york We were frantic like fish out of water. Every day we come together and meet in the streets, but never do we look at eachother I walk among them, but not with them. When i slip and fall i must stay strong cause no one is brave enough to take my hand no no, that might mean they'll have to look in my eyes or be late or fall themselves. I wonder if people feel things the way i do are we taught to hide our emotions away or we'll be looked upon as weak sad happy alive? Yes i walk among them, but i will never walk with them. And if they fall i'll still pick them up dust them off give them water or love. Inside they understand, really. Crack open the outter shell and see whats hidden under the layers of conformity selfishness, just scared little puppies clinging to their masters the laws of society that say trample on the weak to get where you are going, and i'll always be the weak. "You Me and a Flower" Sometimes when a petal falls its journey has just begun. It blows through the grass, onto your shoulder then to the sky to enjoy the view. Sure it's color fades but the days still stand before him. And the wind still comes and birds still feed and fruit still grows around us. I can stay as long as time will let me If the trees will still be my friends. A page of paper with ink spread across it now becomes a bed of roses. If you look hard enough you can see the petals blowing and smell the scent the flower gives to the air as a gift to the watcher. The stem is sturdy thick and green pointing toward the sun. Their friendship is unmatched by human life unless that human turns into the flower Then the meaning of love takes on a whole new power. Sprinkle your water from heaven on me and i'll glow magically to brighten up your cloudy day in the green grass as you walk away. Sometimes I feel like a lonely flower sitting in the sun.
