Something I'm Afraid Of.

Take it all.
I don't want it anymore.
I just want to feel my heart shake,
out here on the dance floor.

It doesn't hurt me,
the things that you've said.
Even though they run around,
tiredless in my head.

I'm angry.
But I'm not broken.
I can take this.
It's not a problem.

You can hurt me,
but the pain isn't real.
I can't even ask you,
how you really feel.

But the heart,
is something I've afraid of...
when it starts,
and I've had enough.

So trade me in,
for your sweet plastic.
It seems sad, though.
Maybe even tragic.

Explaination, Please?

I guess I should explain myself.
Laughter will fix the world.
My poems mean nothing,
but a simple wall to hide behind.

I've been in love once.
A LONG TIME AGO.
He's gone now,
and there isn't anyone else. (yet)

I don't mean to be so serious.
It's just a thing I do.
My walls tell a simple story,
but I'm not the author.

My words are only words.
They mean nothing.
My pain is only fake.
It means nothing.

I don't like him anymore.
You should be aware.
It's just his eyes that catch mine,
and keep me lost in stare.

I am okay.
Trust me.

I wish you never looked at me that way.

At a single glace,
I was yours.
The walls erupted,
all that were left were the floors.

But at that moment,
a girl walked into the room.
She took you out of my arms,
and you liked it, I assumed.

The place hushed,
but it was far from quiet.
It was like the silence hit me,
like a wordless riot.

Brown Eyes

In your brown eyes, walked away
In your brown eyes, couldn't stay
In your brown eyes, you watch her go

And turn the record on
And wonder what went wrong
What went wrong

If everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older

Guess its just a silly song about you
And how i lost you
And your brown eyes

In your brown eyes, i was feeling low
'cause they're brown eyes and you never know
Got some brown eyes, but a soft face

I knew that it was wrong
So baby, turn the record on
Play that song

Where everything was everything
But everything is over
Everything could be everything
If only we were older

Guess its just a silly song about you
And how i lost you
And your brown eyes

Everything was everything
But baby its the last show
Everything could be everything
But it's time to say goodbye so
Get your last fix, and your last hit
Grab your old girl with her new tricks

Honey yeah, it's no surprise
I got lost in your brown eyes

In your brown eyes
Brown, brown eyes
Your brown eyes
Brown, brown eyes
Got some brown eyes
Brown, brown eyes
Brown eyes

Hey, thanks.

It might hurt a little,
to think back to you.
But you don't show it at all.
Thanks for that.

Thanks for not giving me a reason,
to cry at night.
Thanks for making it alright.

I could ask you a question,
but the answer is too easy to understand.
I feel like the world is crumbling,
but I've still got the tide to lift me higher.

Thanks for showing me how to not feel,
you made everything real.
Thanks for that.

Thanks for making everything a reason to stay awake at night.

The Forever Kinda Moment.

The moments we capture in our everyday lives are extraordinary, and we can't even tell when they come around. But I catch one everyday. It's just like the movies. Your world turns into a slow motion moment that you wish would go on for the entire day.

That happened to me today, and I wished it could go on forever.