Why Not?

BlindedYou were always right in front of meBlinded
But I was always blind That faded, distant sparkle I was longing just to find
Now that I can see you It hurts to shut my eyes And even when you leave me Your presence never dies
The things that go on between us I never would have guessed But in the closeness there's a distance
Be both know's for the best
You know how to control me And rob me from my sight I'll see what I want to see Can't bear to face the light
For now we'll just ignore it
Not see what going on But you'


crazyYou're the only one I can't figure out Yet you take me by suprise Sitting there on an empty traincrazy
I can't believe my eyes
I wanted to be near you Now I want you away You presured me so much
What do you want me to say?
You may not know it But I'm slightly slow I send the wrong messages That make your blood flow
Every bunny you boil Every time that you sob Get away from me you psyco Back to that turd named Bob!


Just sits?The best things in life are cheese Sits happily in the fridge, without a care Doesn’t mock, doesn’t judge Just sitsJust sits?
It won’t go out of its way to make a change in your life Doesn’t like you, doesn’t hate you
Doesn’t care Just sits
Cheese loves everyone…but does it? Deceptively plain It does love, it does care! It does feel
Ham


That's LifeLike sheep in a field. We all want to be the same. Because at the end of the day, Life's a copycat game.That's Life
We must all be thin. Straight hair, teeth white. What if I don't beleive it. I think your rules are shite.
So what if I'm different? Not a brick in the wall. So what if my clothes are wrong. And my hands are not small.
People spend their lifes, Beleiving labels and books. Don't care about inner beauty. Only care about looks.
And when it's all over. And you go to your place. History won't remeber you.  


PlayGround LifeWake early. Stumble out of bed. Drag myself to the bathroom. Attempt to gather my head.PlayGround Life
A swing in the playground. Seems so free, so sound. But the swing has poles beneath it. Both connected to the ground.
Dress, eat, leave. To make my way to school. A car drives past and splashes me. I carry on like a fool.
A seesaw in the playground. Seems so exciting and fun. But its life journey is up and down. Can’t walk away, it weighs a ton.
Dream my way through classes. Carry on in a blur. Then leave and walk home aga
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