"to be"

to love or not to love
if i say I'm in love with you
I'm loving no one else
but if i don't love i cant seem to love my self

to hate or not to hate
if i hate i make enemies,
and if i don't i could make friends.
love is the cure and revenge is the remedy,
good things never last they always seem to end.

to be smart is to be highly thought of
because geniuses are worth remembering
to be dum is not to be thought of
because they cant even remember anything
to be scared and passive is allowing
others to knock you down,
to be courageous is to be
confident is to stand tall,
and standing your ground.
to be false is to be a liar
to be real it, must have proof,
but whats hot isn't always fire.
to have comfort is to be sheltered,
and it doesn't have to have a roof.

to be with someone
is to have a relationship
to be by yourself is to be lonely
to be truthful is to be real
to be fake is to be foney

for me to pretend to be someone else
doesn't fit the role of me
i may want to be many things,
but i can only be me.

my prayers

now i lay me down to sleep,
i wonder is my life for keep
and if i die before i wake,
i'll make sure they hear me say
please dont close the gate.

Im too young too sleep

insomnia,
nope...
too young too say goodnight,
too restless in the day.
too anxious for the night,
so i only stay awake.
"see you tomorrow"
but I'm viewing you today,
theirs a time when their is
no tomorrow so don't throw away today.
im dreaming in day-dreams
and not at all...
asleep
young and restless and not
ready to fall...
asleep

but now im feeling tired
too young too be old,
time will soon expire
and my eyes will slowly fold.

I'm starting to feel tired
I'm needing somewhere to lay my head
todays starting to expire
I'm needing a pillow I'm needing a bed

I'm giving up what i have
and saying "see you tomorrow",
hating to let the day pass,
today will become tomorrow,
know matter how fast,
but today always follows

WHY

i tried to run from why
with shoes named "because"
i ran for the end of the corner of excuses lane
and their why was.

i ran down "because" souls and
was running out of breath,
almost at the end of the street and i have no excuses left.

i cant seem to make it
as i get to the procrastination intersection,
when i realize the only way to get rid of why
was to answer the question