Once Upon a Time - Life Sucks

Once upon a time, they say
In a land, far far away
There lived a princess, a prince, or kings
Who’s lives were filled with magical things
And love and triumph, and smiles and laughter
And everyone lived happily every after
But the stories have changed in all these years
Less horror and gore, more smiles and cheers
Goldilocks didn’t just end when she fled
The bears tore her apart and ate her head
Sleeping Beauty wasn’t saved by the prince’s keeping
She was raped by her dad while she was sleeping
Red Riding wasn’t saved by a man in the wood
She was eaten by the wolf and was just a dead hood
The little mermaid was shunned so instead
She took a knife and stabbed the prince dead
So the moral of all of this, the real crux
Is even in fairy tales, life truly sucks

One Missing Piece

I used to be complete,
all whole and put together
A head, both hands, two feet
and a heart as tough as leather
But one day without warning
I lost a little bit
and now I am in mourning
for the want and lack of it
I search high and low and in and out
and never can I find
that bit which I am now without
I may just lose my mind
I try to call to no avail
It never seems to hear
My searches always seem to fail
The piece is just not here
So I still look whole, you'd never know
Two feet, both hands, a head
All the parts where parts should go
But still a sense of dread
Its not even something that I need
and I'd survive just fine without it
Its causes pain, I can concede
and I don't know much about it
I had it once, it made me grin
But it also made me weep
It made me ache and pine and spin
It tore apart my sleep
But still I cannot let it go
without it, I feel bare
I wish I didn't want it so
I wish I didn't care
Keep looking though I face defeat
Partial person without peace
I'm lost, morose, and incomplete
for one tiny missing piece

Humpty

You've all heard the story of Humpty the egg
who sat on a wall until he fell
Did you know that the egg was depressed?
He was just feeling empty, no more than a shell
His world was amiss and he didn't know why
He mourned the passion and love that he lacked
He didn't fall, just was tired of it all
and let me tell you..
one day he just cracked
There was not that much to it, and that was the tale
But the story was told in a slight different spin
so as to involve the government service
of all the kings horses and all the kings men
and the media took it and blasted the news
on every banner and board in the city
applauding the skill of heroes that tried
but couldn't save humpty, oh dear what a pity
They gave them all medals, the band played a tune
They had a parade for the men of the king
They made T-shirts and stickers and headlines for news
and songs about the kings men to sing
No more walls, they decided, for that was the cause
if Humpty could tumble, they others might too
No more buildings or fences or structures that towered
Lets get rid of them all, thats just what to do.
and benches and stools, lets get rid of them also
for someone could take a nasty fall
and anything.. anything.. taller than ground level
Heck with this stuff, lets get rid of it all
So they flattened the city and sat in the rubble
and cheered for themselves on the ground with a scoff
No Humpty's shall ever have to perish
for theres nothing that anyone could ever fall off. 
They all looked around on incredibly nothing
and never knew this one little fact
It all was for nothing, and nothing was solved
and all was destroyed for one egg that just cracked

CHORUS
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
and all the kings horses and all the kings men
were for more broken than him

Society screams about the individual
But its the government that is the criminal
Pay attention to the media message and the truth that it lacks
or one day all of us might just crack

Born Gay

They are not born gay, right?
They have a choice alright.

They choose to spend their life in difficulty and misery
to fall in love with someone that they can never marry
They choose to be different, and picked on, and bullied
and cautious of others and ever wary
They choose to make their parents cry and disown them
and their family blame them for choices
They choose to be stifled and quieted, ignored
and told to lower their voices

They are not born gay?  HA!!
If you think that, YOU are the one born with a flaw!!

Tight Jeans

Tight jeans
Not okay.
Uncomfortable in my pants
Makes it an uncomfortable day

I don't want to eat anything
for fear they'll get tighter
This is a challenge
but I am a fighter
My stomach is growling
I can barely sit
Why, oh why did I wear these
jeans that don't fit?
I should have done wash
I have other pants
then I wouldnt have another
of these tight-jeans-rants
But I can't quit now
I chose this trial
and going without pants
is not really in style
I'm hiding the muffin top
with a big shirt, it's red
Oh why didn't I wear
some nice sweats instead??

tight jeans
you wont win
Someday, you'll be comfortable
when I'm thin.

Color

The sky is gray and quiet
The sorrow still impeding
The world is still and silent
Like every day preceding

The food is dull and tasteless
The sounds are strained and weary
The shapes are dark and formless
The eyes are tired and bleary

No hope or faith dwell in this place
For they are tinted yellow
No dark red love, No purple joy
No blue or greenish mellow

No orange excitement, No gold allure
No sky blue thoughts of truth
Not even brown of steady work
or pastel shades of youth

Regard my friend, with darkened eyes
the world that now abides
where want will flourish and life will die
where color does not reside

So hold on to the blue, my friend
the color of the sea
and hold on to the purple
for a life thats filled with glee

Hold on to the red for love
and stay focused on the gold
and hold on to the yellow
for the hope the world may hold

The Cheese is Old and Moldy

Have you ever looked in your fridge
and had a chunk of something green
You don't remember what it was once
but what you've seen cannot be unseen

You find it, you pause for a moment
and consider just closing the door
have hardened, half covered, part white
wrapped in plastic, perhaps in a drawer

and at first, you're afraid to just touch it
for you might contract some disease
but next, you want to destroy it
Yes, its old.  Its moldy.  its cheese

Consider the cheese in this state
for in cheese its common for mold
and cheese in itself is a process
that is made by making milk old

In fact its the mold that makes flavor
in come cheeses, it has to contain
where milk is one of the ingredients
but mold is another main

We all have had time our life when
we are defeated, we're lost or beaten
we have had time when we run across
some food that should long have been eaten

We have sometimes continued past prime
and were hardened or ruined or scary
But sometimes defeat is just flavor
You can learn a lot from dairy. 
*giggle*

No More Pretending

Lets not pretend to be friends
Its more work than its worth at this time
For all, there are beginnings and ends
and for some, they're empyreal, sublime
for us, there was equal enrapture
for moments I shall not soon forget
Time evades, you cannot capture
and disdain does the goodness offset
and soon all the feelings of wonder
will be empty and leave us bereft
with the greatest of all as the blunder
to hang on 'til there's nothing left
so lets hold on to magic of prior
and let time animosity cleanse
Allow the flame to die out of desire
but please, not pretend to be friends

G     C   G
G      C    G
F    DM    A   G
F        G   C

Daydreams

What if I woke up one day
And found out this was all a lie
What if I looked out the window
And beneath the bright blue sky
Was a foreign land of grass and meadows
Where daises and tulips were planted
With horses dancing through trails weaving
Down to the forest enchanted
And I sat at the top of a castle tower
Beneath the tallest spire
Trapped forever and guarded by
A dragon that breathes fire
What if I found out that world was real
And the one that I knew was the fake
The result of a spell from an evil witch
Who cast it for jealous's sake
But in this imprisonment no one would save me
For the dragon incited such fear
Would I look out my window and daydream all day
And wish I could come back to here?

Searching

I want something I cannot find
Though I've looked high and low
Everyday is spent in searching
Though I lost it long ago

I want something that is not here
That I have seen before
But yet I do not have it now
And it haunts me to my core

I search in songs and poetry
I dive into make believe
I absorb myself in goals and work
So in its absence I don't grieve

I twist my mind with puzzles
I distract my head with games
I surround myself with superficial
I fill my head with names

But all endeavors fail as such
For still I cannot find
The quiet I am dying for
The simple peace of mind

Every day

I don't need love to define who I am
Every day I am confident, strong
I don't need a man to stand by my side
Fairy Tales are foolish and wrong
I don't mind facing each daily defeat
Without the support of a mate
Every day, each challenge can help me grow
Undaunted, confronting my fate
I don't care if you don't find me good enough
Your approval is not required
Every day, I continue to face my own life
And pretend I'm not lonely and tired
I don't need love to define who I am
Every day, I find strength but instead
My heart disagrees as I wipe away tears
Every night, climb alone into bed

Awake

I woke up in a start
no more aching in my heart
no more longing for your touch
I had already said too much

I woke up and thats true
I'm not asleep through all I do
I'm not dreaming of my dreams
I see now through the flimsy seams

I woke up, you should know
there was magic left to go
but I think you let it slide
and you let the magic hide

so I woke up from silly sleep
and this life Ill let you keep
I wont pretend that this true
I wont ask a lot of you

I woke up and now I'm done
I'm now in this just for fun
no more thinking, no more fear
no more together, only here

You should have acted when you could
because I know we would be good
But I am looking for my sake
Now, I'm awake.

Misery and Complacency

Complacency and Misery went for an outing
The first was neglectful, the second was pouting
The trip was unplanned, destination unknown
Complacency shrugged.  Misery groaned.
They wandered to nowhere, without regard
(All the while misery said the walk was too hard)
Complacency stumbled, she had no real grounding
Just a general contentment, with how nice it was sounding
Then, in her muddle, complacency fell
down to the bottom of a very deep well
Then misery whined without solving the issue
He cried and sniffled, and pulled out a tissue
and he griped that the world was full of hate
for having a well that would swallow his mate
and then he walked on, more dejected than ever
complaining and whining from now 'til forever
about the damage that's done and the scar on his soul
But he left poor complacency down in the hole
Don't worry 'bout her, for she never had strife
just accepted the hole as her lot in life
Never tried to get out, never groaned or complained
And day in and day out, in that hole remained
The moral of this story is plain to see
Don't follow misery or complacency
Without enough caution, you'll find a hole of your own
and if you worry too much, you'll be cross and alone

Broken

Take away this fool contrivance
It hasn't worked, it is defective
Its a faulty, worthless small appliance
useless, from my perspective
Take it away so it breaks no longer
Replace it with something logical, smart
without that mess, I will be stronger
My cursed, foolish, lovesick heart.

No One Like You

There is no one like you

but that's not always good
you do what you will
I will do what I should

There is no one like you
as my heart has found
you make my heart soar
but I yearn for the ground

There is no one like you,
like I'm under a spell
You made me feel heaven
then put me through hell

There is no one like you
No one's broken me so
You gave me forever
but then had to go

There is no one like you
there never will be
for I love you forever
I wish you loved me

God's soup

Its dark
Its like God was carrying a thick black soup
and, entranced by the bright light of day,
Without looking, He tripped and it spilled on the sky
and all of the light went away
so He tried to scrape it all off with His nail
but it was too soupy to dry
so He left it but some of His sparkle shown through
Bright specks in the dark soup sky
then He sat on his chair, and looked at the spill
and the dreaming world below it
and He beamed at the dark and the sparkling stars
like the work of an artist or poet
His creation, so different from light of day
giving peace, watching sleepy eyes droop
and he whispered on winds through the cool breeze of night
"...I hope you like my soup..."

Just a friend

Is it enough to be a friend
is there merit in just this?
having all that is of value
but without the precious kiss?
Am I content to know your stories
sharing secret smiles and quips
when my heart is only thinking
of the taste upon your lips?
Can I smile and just pretend
Let you think I've no desire
to feel your touch upon me
and burn with true love's fire?
Would I trade my held position
as a friend that you adore
for a night of breathless passion
and the bite of sweet amour?
I wonder every day
what I'd give for just a chance
that my heart will be requited
and entwined in true romance
Though ignited passion blazes
but might die out soon and end
But yet, my heart still ponders
Is it enough to be a friend?

Crazy Day

I was in a store today, in a chair
without a care
in there

There walked in a giraffe
I had to laugh
on his behalf

Because he was so tall
and I was small
he hit the wall

A giraffe inside a store
stood ten foot four
or maybe more

You don't see that everyday
I have to say
no way

but then an ostrich followed him inside
my eyes went wide
I had to hide

I dont really care for ostriches, you know
I'm not mean, though
but I had to go

I would have stayed, I'm usually very fair
But there was an ostrich there
So I didn't dare

I wanted to meet the giraffe but ACK!
Ostriches are known to attack
so I can't go back

Time for Dinner

What shall we have for dinner tonight?  What shall I make if you please?
I pulled out a big bowl of leftovers but just then I had to sneeze
so maybe some sausage all brown and good mixed in with some beans from a can
but I got distracted and they got overcooked, and most of it stuck to the pan
so how about chicken all seasoned and nice, that would be good to eat
but I think its past date when I open the package, it kind of smells like old feet
so perhaps well have pasta and sauce and bread, we have had that before
but the pasta is old and the bread is stale and I forgot the sauce at the store
So how 'bout a steak and a potato? That sounds like a good meal
darn, the steaks are all frozen and the potatos have sprouted into some kind of plant like deal
We could have some soup but its boiling outside, one hundred and five at least
We could have a salad with dressing on top, but that is not really a feast
In the freezer, theres vegetables solidly frozen and a box of waffles to eat
theres something in plastic, decidly brown.  I think its some sort of meat
Theres bread with no lunch meat, mac and cheese with no butter, and tuna but mayonnaise is bad
and my hamburger helper has no help at all, without the hamburger to add
What shall we have for dinner tonight?  What shall we eat if you please?
I've looked in the kitchen, searched through and through, and I think we should go get Chinese..

Lost Me

I think I lost myself somewhere
I just can't seem to find me
Where I am I just don't know
If someone knows, remind me?
I bet I'm hiding out somewhere
With silly ties to bind me
I should have listened to myself
But I rarely ever mind me
I'm kind of like a pocket watch
And I forget to wind me
If I'd have been a credit card
I would have just declined me
I'm somewhat of a yoyo
Don't know how to unwind me
I'm just a bit dysfunctional
It's the way someone designed me
So now I've lost myself somewhere
I hope that soon I'll find me
I bet I'll find myself again
Just stop looking behind me