Feed your Mind

Can honestly say I've never fully understood any woman, that has lived.
What was true yesterday, becomes tomorrows big fib.
I buy footwear of all sizes, but the shoes never seem to fit.
I deduct happiness with a woman, is knowing your living in ignorant bliss.

A dozen cracks, chipped away at my only one, once solid heart.
A hundred questions, yet you give me only the one answer.
A thousand tears, all expected to be dried by this one tissue.
Millions of girls, so why did I pick the one, who never saw me as the one?

My star that twinkles, my moon that shines.
I start a day thinking of you, because your not my usual type.
Part attitude, still sweet. Street wise, with beauty past skin.
My heart skips beats, and my eyes refuse to blink.

I...I..I ask questions for an answer, I'm not sure if I want to hear
I...I..I stutter as I realise you are death, except for my voice in you ear.
I ask if I, could be the guy, to to wake up by your side, to keep you company on lonely night.
I have no idea of her reply, as her words crumbled, as she stared me in my eyes.

I reach for the skies, always aim too high in life.

I ask the question, knowing what the answer would be.

A young girl lost, on the street wandering, wondering what could have been.
A young girl lost, lays her head never to sleep, though all she can see is her dreams.
A young girl lost, fulfilling fantasies, in a shitty apartment.
A young girl lost, short skirt, tight top, six inch hills, part of the marketing.
A young girl lost, wish she had something other to sell, then her body.
A young girl lost, looking for help in this hell, where sex is the only commodity.
A young girl lost, all because she once tried him, and thought it was love.
A young girl lost, who all days lusts for the sweet touch, to be found in her drug.

Tread your path, but know it's the one you choose.
Paths may cross, but all paths are meant to be walked alone.
So don't waste the walk, enjoy the scenery, as you make your path your own.
Because eventually, there is only one place every path will go.

My heart on a string,  yet I'm still asking now if I'll make the cut.

I loose my heart, so it may fall into your arms
I'm empty inside, so one day, I can feel only you
I use my imagination, so your already here
I waste a day, a week, a year, so my whole life is not just a waste.

I tell tall tales to get me out of sticky situation.
I'm torn towards two girls, so I present selective information.
Under interrogation, using negotiation because I'm a performer, I'll make a sale soon.
Tell one girl I'm through, other knows no truth, because I'm looking to get out of a corner, in a circle room.

I pass my lonely heart, praying your hands will catch.
Into your open arms, and it lands intact.
It skips a beat, as it flies to you and arrives at you.
I hope you keep it, as it was designed to find, only you.

My heart on a chance, it was never a smart wager.
I lost fast, ripped apart, but do I learn from past behaviour.
Never, because if I don't gamble, I can never win.
But I don't know if I can handle, what another rip will do to him

You tell me I can have a gift I never asked for, and I'm not yet ready to receive.
Although it would make my heart soft, baby I'm not ready to plant the seed.
It's always a blessing, but I'm not ready to see the priest.
So I'll tell you my confession, and hope your ears are open to me.