A life I live now
I see it all as more
I am everything
And yet to you,
I am but a shadow, a girl with a smile
And an open palm
I am everything.
As much as your heart sings in the morn
As much as your brow frowns
As you concentrate with concern
I am the stranger
Forever condemned
To observe and absorb,
But never to partake
I am the old woman's hands
Done with their earthly duties
Crippled and wrinkled and yet
Graceful with the youth of what was
I am the chickadee in the tree
Twittering away
As two lovers walk
To the spot where they first
Felt that small soar of love
That has taken its tole on me
As I never thought it would
I am the lines of a redwood tree
Showing the years I have seen
And the fires I have survived
When you glance upon me
You can feel what it is
That makes this world go round
For it isn't power or wealth,
But the simple feat of being nothing
And everything
I know the words to a thousand mouths
But when I speak to you
My words come out with nothing
But the sheer awe of your presence
I hear the songs of lost romance
Each and every day
And yet each one
Leaves me with nothing but questions
Of life and love
But moreover, questions of you
I am forever the ship lost at sea
But in calm water
Simply floating and waiting and wishing
For the day the earth will begin to spin
And the waters will begin to part
For the day land comes in sight
For the moment your eyes lock with mine
For the passing of what seems like eternity.
I am the sore foot
Of the girl who strives
For perfection and beyond
But fails to see that all
Is simply within herself and no one else
For one can dance until they die
But true perfection
Is only achieved through imperfection
I am the boy
Broken and depressed
Waiting for a girl who has made quite a mess
Hoping upon hope for something
That makes the earth tremble
And the lights fade
I am on my own
Pretending that you are there
I am the candle
Slowly burning as the world
Goes on around me
Knowing that my flame will
Undoubtedly go out
Simply waiting for that time
And spending each moment
As if it were my last
It is a strange
And disorienting world that I roam about
As do you
As do we all
But somehow, I know
Although I may ask question after question
And although my heart may ache as it does now
A million times and more
I will try again
I will never give up
But those are all cliche
Don't we all wish
That life was as easy as that?
That when the pencil broke
One could try again and it wouldn't break
But the pencil will never get fixed
I will give up.
But at some point
Change will appear
That monster that lurks
In every corner of every ones souls
In every dark secret and deep past
I will change, like the leaves of a tree
Like the seasons and a song
Like a heart.
Reforming after the death
Of something magnificent
Is harder then anything else on this earth
But if there's anything I've learned
In my short time here
It's that one can always
Get back up on their feet
No matter how hard the circumstance
I can tell myself I'll get over you
As much as I'd like
But something in me knows I never truly will
But that's alright
Because so few things on this earth are true
And so many parts of me are true as true can be
So let me slip just once
And imagine that I am you
And you are me
Together like we'll never be
I may run around and around
And I will one day meet this final place
Of everything and nothing
But until then
I ask of you to spare me
For my lack of intelligence
For my lack of shyness
For my lack of straight teeth
And love me for who I am
Right here, right now
To me, you will always be the "Everything' I speak of
But you will never be the nothing.
The trees and the sky, my mother and father
Music and writing, birds and flowers, pens and pencils
Are my nothing and everything.
For they run this world I live in
A world where I can Imagine
A world where it's alright for me to be a dreamer
A school where the outcast gay boy
As accepted with warm arms
Where the overweight girl feels
At last accepted
A home where family loves family
Where mom and dad live in harmony
A life in which I am happy.
A life that I live in now.
I am everything
And yet to you,
I am but a shadow, a girl with a smile
And an open palm
I am everything.
As much as your heart sings in the morn
As much as your brow frowns
As you concentrate with concern
I am the stranger
Forever condemned
To observe and absorb,
But never to partake
I am the old woman's hands
Done with their earthly duties
Crippled and wrinkled and yet
Graceful with the youth of what was
I am the chickadee in the tree
Twittering away
As two lovers walk
To the spot where they first
Felt that small soar of love
That has taken its tole on me
As I never thought it would
I am the lines of a redwood tree
Showing the years I have seen
And the fires I have survived
When you glance upon me
You can feel what it is
That makes this world go round
For it isn't power or wealth,
But the simple feat of being nothing
And everything
I know the words to a thousand mouths
But when I speak to you
My words come out with nothing
But the sheer awe of your presence
I hear the songs of lost romance
Each and every day
And yet each one
Leaves me with nothing but questions
Of life and love
But moreover, questions of you
I am forever the ship lost at sea
But in calm water
Simply floating and waiting and wishing
For the day the earth will begin to spin
And the waters will begin to part
For the day land comes in sight
For the moment your eyes lock with mine
For the passing of what seems like eternity.
I am the sore foot
Of the girl who strives
For perfection and beyond
But fails to see that all
Is simply within herself and no one else
For one can dance until they die
But true perfection
Is only achieved through imperfection
I am the boy
Broken and depressed
Waiting for a girl who has made quite a mess
Hoping upon hope for something
That makes the earth tremble
And the lights fade
I am on my own
Pretending that you are there
I am the candle
Slowly burning as the world
Goes on around me
Knowing that my flame will
Undoubtedly go out
Simply waiting for that time
And spending each moment
As if it were my last
It is a strange
And disorienting world that I roam about
As do you
As do we all
But somehow, I know
Although I may ask question after question
And although my heart may ache as it does now
A million times and more
I will try again
I will never give up
But those are all cliche
Don't we all wish
That life was as easy as that?
That when the pencil broke
One could try again and it wouldn't break
But the pencil will never get fixed
I will give up.
But at some point
Change will appear
That monster that lurks
In every corner of every ones souls
In every dark secret and deep past
I will change, like the leaves of a tree
Like the seasons and a song
Like a heart.
Reforming after the death
Of something magnificent
Is harder then anything else on this earth
But if there's anything I've learned
In my short time here
It's that one can always
Get back up on their feet
No matter how hard the circumstance
I can tell myself I'll get over you
As much as I'd like
But something in me knows I never truly will
But that's alright
Because so few things on this earth are true
And so many parts of me are true as true can be
So let me slip just once
And imagine that I am you
And you are me
Together like we'll never be
I may run around and around
And I will one day meet this final place
Of everything and nothing
But until then
I ask of you to spare me
For my lack of intelligence
For my lack of shyness
For my lack of straight teeth
And love me for who I am
Right here, right now
To me, you will always be the "Everything' I speak of
But you will never be the nothing.
The trees and the sky, my mother and father
Music and writing, birds and flowers, pens and pencils
Are my nothing and everything.
For they run this world I live in
A world where I can Imagine
A world where it's alright for me to be a dreamer
A school where the outcast gay boy
As accepted with warm arms
Where the overweight girl feels
At last accepted
A home where family loves family
Where mom and dad live in harmony
A life in which I am happy.
A life that I live in now.