And I'm The ClownSpinning round and round Up and downMy lifes a crazy circus right now And Im the clownFace painted with happy smiles I show my mask to the worldWhen really, they dont know That inside Im hollow
Time ImmortalWind in the willows Blowing through the leavesTime immortal Passes us byFrom dawn to dusk Midnight to noonOur lives never stop Like a riverAlways changing always flowing The waters of changeAs we watch from the banks Our lives pass us by
The Day You Were BornAn internal quandary Of existential birthThe egg has hatched Revealing the grown embryo of lifeThe fruits of the womb have awoken To give life to the unmoving fetusFirst steps, last words The only thing to rememberThe day, when you were born Or rather, your birthday.
Sticks and StonesStick and stones And broken bones dear,Will never neverevernever Hurt you like I canI love you Iloveyou to DEATHMore than you could ever know Or ever want to know, darling.These words, like sticks and stones Will keep on fallingAnd nothing you can ever do Will make it stop for youBecause sticks and stones can never Hurt you like my words can
The Letter I'll Never SendBlack words on white parchment Paper, if you willSaying imissyouimissyouimissyou Over and over againNot iloveyou, imissyou. I could never love you for more than who you areBut I can miss you for more than we are together. The sum of our whole partsWhich will never even out To be a wholeThis message, these words Will never be readSince this is the letter Ill never send
Dead Boy's Poem Dead Boys Poem They said I was a child prodigy, the next Mozart. They didnt know better; that I was only a boy. No one knew me, the real boy behind the genius. His life was written by the piano. The first time his fingers touched the piano keys, there was music, sweet, sweet music. It flowed out of him like ocean waves, crashing upon the ears of the listener, filling them up with what he was feeling. Thats what his music was, liquid feeling. One touch of that music and you could just feel your heart filled to the brim. Most of the time the sea was calm, serene, and you could just hear the gulls cries and the gentl