2001-08-13
To anyone reading this, please remember that these are only words, stacked together.
And nothing more.
I want to be able to call you my own
I want a little part of you belonging to me
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not asking for exclusivity
Not at all, that would smother both of us
And I’m not asking more of you
than what is in my powers to give you myself
and exclusivity, I can not give
What I am asking, and also what I am offering
is the knowledge, the promise, the bond
that as long as we both follow The Way
as closely as we know we must
we shall try to understand
We shall try to forgive
We shall try to interact
We shall try to comfort
We shall try to help
We shall laugh together, when laughter is due
We shall cry together, when tears are in order
We shall help each other see the bigger picture
We shall help each other find the other angle
We shall rejoice in every instance of happiness
If you let me love you, I will love you
If you let me trust you, I will trust you
If you trust me, I will give you cause to trust me
and I will not have to adjust myself
to fit in with what I suspect you want to see
Then you will know the real me
and I will know the real you
and we will take things for what they are
and appreciate them for what they will become
If you believe in me
if you are sincere
if you are acting of free will
you will let me call you my own
My own friend, one friend amongst friends
A little part of you will belong to me
And for as long as you want
you can carry around your little part of me with you
I’ve been looking at that mountain
I have seen it from afar
and I trembling started walking
(since I do not have a car)
It is looking very mighty
glorious too, with all its charms
but at the same time it’s horrendous
Thankfully, I have these arms
So I finally reach the foot there
that trip alone has taken toll
and I’m looking up the mountain
and I know it won’t be dull
Now, when nearer, I have noticed
that the drop is very close
and I say a curse – well, almost
(I’m not actually using those)
But I’m here, no doubt about it
there’s no point in looking back
There’s no point in looking sideways
so I’d better get on track
There they are, comrades!
What a pleasant sight to see!
Though delightful as they strike me
life’s not all a cup of tea
With some faith and understanding
I will climb that mount so high
And – who knows – I might encourage
some of others, passing by
And then, one day – I can see it –
I’ll be standing on that top
And you’ll know that I am happy
I’ll be giddy with a hop
A man is a person who will stand up
for what he believes
and for his opinions
A man is someone who will take responsibility
and not blame circumstance
and not blame someone else
A man is someone who will treat others
with the same respect
with which he himself deserves to be treated
A man is someone who is patient
and forgiving to others
and sometimes even to himself
A man is someone who is serious
when the situation calls for seriousness
and who will respect seriousness
A man is someone who does not give up
because he knows that if he tries
and tries and tries again, he will succeed
A man is someone that is humble
because he always remembers
that he is a man, and nothing more
Guess what
The snow has come again
But it’s all right
‘cause I know it melts away
every now and then
Maybe it covers everything
takes away the laughter and joys
But I know things’ll be fine
things’ll be good
when the storm has passed
and I know you are real
know what I feel
The skies will clear up fast
You know
it’s getting darker now
But it’s okay
‘cause daylight usually follows
It happens somehow
Maybe it covers everything
makes you want to hide away and cry
But I know things’ll be fine
things’ll be good
when the clouds have passed
and I know you are real
know what I feel
The skies will clear up fast
Maybe it covers everything
but it’s not gonna get me this time
‘Cause I know things’ll be fine
things’ll be good
when the sadness has passed
and I know you are real
know what I feel
The skies will clear up fast
So I come home, eat, turn it on, be brief
Run around, take out the books
prepare for the next thing
open the books
find that it’s time to go
Leave here at four
Come home, get the books
go up there, try to find some others
Try to focus and learn
Come home, change outfit
Hop on the bike again
Try to focus and learn
Come home, eat, turn it on, be brief
please, be brief
and then I’ll be tired
and will want to got to sleep
One thing goes through my head
Yes, one thing, and one thing only
All I want for right now is to say “no”
I want to turn around and holler “no more”
Shout it out the window “enough”
Spray paint it on the walls “it’s over”
Have it published in every magazine “goodbye”
Leave it on a note in every mailbox “too late”
Whisper it in your ear “I’m sorry”
Take a deep breath of death
Close my eyes and watch the darkness
Look intensely enough to see the light
Break the boundaries that seem eternal
Walk, no, run and make the most
Yes, one thing goes through my head
One thing, and one thing only
All I want for right now is to say “no”
Since you told me that it’s over
since you’ve left us to depart
you have stopped my heart from beating
made the blood rust in my heart
Shall I trust you when you tell me
that it meant as much to you?
Shall I trust in your appearance
telling me you’re fresh and new?
I believe another reason
one that I know naught about
You will not reveal this reason
but you’re leaving me with doubt
Yes, you tell me that we’re taking
day by day, as it arrives
But the “we” within that sentence
is replaced by all your strives
Never did I want to stop you
hold you up, on your way there
for a moment, though, I thought that
we were eager, both, to share
No, you really should move forward
find a newer life to love
I am sure you’ll do a great job
that includes what is above
It just pains a person somewhat
when sincerity’s involved
I’m not asking you, however
I just want my questions solved
Always told you to be happy
also told you to be free
Now it’s time I tell my own heart
it is time to leave you be
Maybe one thing though, I wonder
were there things I could have done?
I suspect I’ll get no answers
‘til the healing time has won
One more thing, perhaps, remember
disabilities aside
always wanted for the right thing
though my ignorance was wide
If you ever think you need me
never hesitate to call
but I’ll try to go on breathing
since my chances there are small
So goodbye, my sweet and lovely
who has brought me such delight
You will always be remembered
though you’ll now be out of sight
Without the taste of life
without a touch of knife
the essence of control
the windows of my soul
I look at blurry skies
with small and petty eyes
A cat be tiger boy
extravagant be coy
the sky be filled with sun
I do what must be done
a chaos in disguise
my small and petty eyes
A cynic, he must live
without a thing to give
without a flame or torch
alone on desert porch
If only old and wise
two small and petty eyes
My greatest fear, my greatest problem
the thing to cause me most distress
what keeps me on my toes
but knocks me off my feet
a pain within my soul
the hope that will not be released
where the fire burns
but all my efforts are left cold
haunting my every hour of every day
if you would only know my love for you
To almost have, and then not to have
when the first scent has left a sweet taste
how some wishful thinking
makes you long for what cannot be done
I want to make it right
yet always end up wrong
where the fire burns
my carried torch is lit
spreading its covering darkness
since you will not find to love me too
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