choice

you made the right choice
i hope you're happy now
for when i look at you
i don't see the
one i thought i fell in love with

we may never be facebook friends
maybe we're just not of that ilk
the story of our love may be split ends
and sad songs and spilt milk

you made the right choice
i see you older now
the weight of the world has
brought you down to
a place i never want to go

we may never be twitter friends
nothing that public or free
left in dreams without ends is where
the story of our love may be

never meant to put you down
never meant to drag you down
never meant to weigh you down
is that why you let me go?

never meant to hurry you
never meant to worry you
never meant to bury you
just wanted you to know

you made the right choice
for when i see you now
it's all to clear to me
what was meant to be
i should have never hung on

we may never be public friends
maybe we're just not of that ilk
the story of our love may be split ends
and sad songs and spilt milk

love may be split ends
and sad songs
and spilt milk

love may be split ends
and sad songs
and spilt milk

deeper desires

I've got a strange relationship with myself
I trust myself unconditionally
so I let myself get in all sorts of trouble
and far from the one I know as me

it must be confusing to anyone who looks
at my life with any serious concern
but there are no worries, just missing pieces
and still so much more to learn
still so much more to learn

why don't we give the next page of my life a turn

I’ve got to get a handle on my impulses today
I’m letting imbalanced lusts get carried away
and I have not been writing to myself enough lately
letting distractions dilute deeper desires in me

looking for connections
comments messages and tweets
looking for attention
looking for someone who wants to meet
internet diversions
wanting to believe I’m finding friends
just wishing and hoping
the long term loneliness ends

but I keep so busy that I don’t
remember to keep in touch with myself
I wonder if you understand
I don’t let myself feel as lonely as I am

I’ve got to get back to taking care of myself
not just the momentary impulses
but the dreams long stashed up on a shelf

I’ve got to get back to the depths deep inside
not just the simple happy daily smiles
but the passions that have been so long denied

looking for connections
but too busy to see
looking for attention
but not giving enough attention to me
internet diversions
watching tv and playing games
just wishing and hoping
somebody will share more than names

but I keep so busy that I don’t
remember to keep in touch with myself
I wonder if you understand
I don’t let myself feel as lonely as I am

I don’t want to feel the desperation
I don’t want to settle for one night stands
I don’t want to choose someone just to quell the loneliness
I wonder if anyone understands

I’ve got to get a handle on my business today
I’m letting work and light play get carried away
and I have not been writing to myself enough lately
letting distractions dilute deeper desires in me
I must return to the deeper desires in me
must return to the deeper desires in me
must return to the deeper desires in me
must return to the deeper desires in me

cynical people

people have become untrustworthy
the hope once held in the human heart
is gone
gone
gone

people have become undeserving
the love once held for the human heart
is gone
gone
gone

people can be bought and sold too easily
people are too gullible for reality
people prefer ignorance delusion and fantasy
to knowledge awareness and honesty

just look around if you do not believe me
unless you really do not want to see
are you just like all the people lost in futile fantasy
people are you people just pretending to be free
people are you people entropy

and in the end...

people have become...
people have become...
people have become...
undone