Happiness like words
Coming into your heart so simply
Like the songs of birds
Coming to your ears so sweetly
Simplicity and felicity
Cradling your soul like the fluffy clouds
Cradle the sun

Why do we hate to be called weak
When it is so obvious that we are?
Why do we hate to be called monsters?
Look at us!!
We are.

Everything we do is a futile attempt to outlast time, we all fade into eternity in the end. Its a beautiful thing both because of, and in spite of all that we go through.

While everyone else hates the idiot, I pity him.

I am so sick of American political discussions. Its almost a joke: A battle between the Conservatives and the Liberals; the Republicans and the Democrats. What the hell ever happened to the UNITED States??

My mask is tainted
Poorly painted
Cracked and stained
Horribly maintained

It's ok to be different in today's society as long as you retain a few points of commonality with your age group peers. Otherwise, you will be stamped early on as gifted, and be a misfit everywhere.

Mortar and bricks
Glass and concrete
Marble and bronze
Architecture uplifted
The art of wasting space?
The will of the epoch?
The divine put into being?
It means all the same.

The amazing thing about moving alot is how fast the new place becomes familiar. Before you know it, its home.

Life is blue
Like the light you would see
From the bottom of the sea
Unreal, so clear
The tincture of melancholy