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?