Bee

You know my name.
you see me all the time,
in your dreams and in your visions,
in your words and in your rhymes.
it's always there,
and you can't escape it,
you did this to yourself,
and now you really hate it,
but all that emotion,
you cannot save it,
bottle it up and bury it,
or turn around and face it.    

you tell people stories,
expecting them to believe you,
but when they turn their backs,
it's the people that deceive you,
so you try and laugh it off,
anything to get through,
try and laugh it off,
pretending not to be you.

It's not much, but it just sort of flowed out over these past few minutes i'm not sure that i'm done with it, i might tweak it a bit and add some stuff. But, so far, let me know what you think!

Here's a little something that I wrote the other day, for you guys to look over, examine, and everything else.
It's not finished...yet. It's still in the works.

Keep a steady pace,
You never know what's next,
Soon i will leave this place,
Gone to find the very best

But to these walls i do detest,
This life is a whirlwind,
But one would never have guessed,
My soul is the purest,
Thoughts light as a breath,
But still to these walls i do protest

Feel free to drop me a line, tell me what you think about it. It really would mean a lot if you could do that, and thanks for your time!

My words turn into fire,
My tears turn into gold,
My dreams are full of liars,
How am I supposed to believe a word I'm told?

Honestly, tell me something truthful,
Don't promise me I'll believe the lie you told,
I'm better off looking through your glass window,
Crying stop, right before you pull off my blind fold

If life is paint by numbers,
You'd just be black and white,
Everything you say, a different shade of gray,
But it won't get you through your night

Honestly, tell me something truthful,
Don't promise me I'll believe the lie you told,
I'm better off looking through your glass window,
Crying stop, right before you pull off my blind fold

Honey don't you know,
I've heard your words before,
You're a repeat of every sad movie,
Just written to a different score

Honestly, tell me something truthful,
No, don't promise I'll believe the lie you told,
And I'm better off looking through your window,
Crying stop, oh please drop the knife you hold

You're a repeat of every sad movie,
I've heard your words before,
And now you're standing there, crying stop
As you watch me walk out the door

Tell me what you think!
 

Through all the smoke and mirrors,
you think your life's divine,
painting portraits through your tears,
so everything turns out fine,
you're different colors every day,
that i know for sure,
mostly different shades of gray,
behind your manicure

pick your fights and do them well,
if it'll make you feel OK,
your life remains black and white,
as dawn turns into day,

even though it turned out right,
doesn't mean it wasn't wrong,
because where you are at this point in time,
isn't always where you belong

fake a smile,
but we all know you're running from your fears,
it'll be OK in a little while,
because you're painting portraits through your tears


this is just something i found in a file on my computer, that i wrote a few months ago. i wrote it just for the joy of writing it. so, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, spill your thoughts about it! because i love hearing your opinion.

I count the time,
As you walk through the door and you smile,
It's just another night,
And your mind has been gone for a while

I tried to ignore it,
Tried to remember how you were before it,
Happened so soon,
I can remember,
You were happy last December,

And the night turns to day,
You get up,
Open your mouth but find nothing to say,
Go on with the day,
Pretending everything's ok

We tried to ignore it,
Tried to remember how we were before it,
But it happened so soon,
Like the sun went over the moon,
I can remember,
We were happy last December

Baby, its true,
Now i'm crying to you,
Counting the hours,
Picking your flowers,
Pretending to smile,
Because we're such cowards,
Even if our world has turned blue,
Baby, i know you'd be crying too

tell me what you think! it was a bit spur of the moment, but it's just what came to my mind.