just i.

i say things spur of the moment to muzzle the true thought im tempted to reveal.

if i could heal these cracks of confusion then i could calmly explain why your more than just an ideation. i picture much more for you and i but the problem lies in the reciprocation of these feelings. i feel that there may be a break in communication and this has my heart bracing for the arrival of hitting the pavement.

i swear im not a dreamer just a future schemer. i'd like to think of myself as ahead of the game in laymans terms. moments come and go but this love of mine will be around till the end of the road so hop on board if you're ready for the ride because soon we can be lovers as cheesy as this sounds side by side.

im a dork. yes this is true.

instead of roses i burn a cd for you.

im silly. yes

i jumble my words in attempts to say i like you

im all yours. when the time is near

if you give me the chance and breakdown the fear.

they said her beauty was incomparable & i thought her presence was insurmontable.

they said she'd go far with those looks & i fancied her love of knowledge & books

they say gals fancy the elite type and i myself just aint right so maybe i should just take flight and try it again with all my might another season because she might not belive in.. everything i have for the givin. but. shut up.

they told me i had no shot and then i just thought, was your chance blew to the wind? so here in lies the defeat in your eyes to mask the hope and lust for hate and trust me when i tell you that im not the one to let go and fall for a bust.

i'll awake a winner, true still a sinner, but to the eyes of perfectionists whose eyes may appear off kilter i go the sane and maintain my victory and only the lonely die slowly.

I myself will speed past the naysayers and arise on top of the crop with my girl in toe and bestow upon you fools the rules of the land because here stands her queen and herself the man.

what else

as i awaken these thoughts in mind that have bee asleep for some time, i, come to the conclusion that all this pitter patter across the floor for some eye sore of a feelin is maybe all an illusion. no need to scamper across the pavement for ways of savin face just embrace the moment you embarked and when the moment has dawned on you.. you'll know.

that all this struggling with yourself can only get you so far..off the path thats meant to be marked with you name as the winning flag and then at last you can do that dance you waited on for so long, i saw your face. the happiness you misplaced along with the grace just to save face was all it took for you end up in last place.

you see im just nothing but shortcomings and sometimes im something partially long lasting but the last thing i remember is her, voice. telling me i had a choice either to give in and give my all or stand stubborn and wait for the fall. i knew i could have it all but.. maybe its those shortcomings and odd sayings that have me praying to this all knowing image n this just in.

im done.