Maria

I think people think too much of things
when they wonder about life and what it brings
and they wonder about love and where they can find it
when it's right under their nose, but of course they're blinded
by her, in her glory, in her beauty and grace,
her body, her soul, her heart, her face...
it's too much to take in, it's confusing at times
even writing, it's hard, when she screws up your rhymes...
but in confusion you can find things, so I guess you could say
maybe sometimes it's ok to feel that way.
Either way, all it takes is to go with the flow
Because once it's all over, well, then, babe, you'll know
if it's real, or a dream, or a fallacy of heart,
that I'll stay with you, when the sky falls apart...

Crystal

There was a girl named Crystal
She lived inside her head
Forever she was dismal
Infinitely she bled.
She shunned all those around her
the world, she didnt trust
the girls, with all their drama,
the boys, with all their lust
one love was too many...
one heartbreak was too much...
of course, she knew she shouldn't
but she wanted but his touch
to feel his arms around her
his warmth against her skin
the heart she was without
the soul he held within
It's too late for that now, though,
for long ago he left
he left her broken hearted
he left her heart bereft

he left her suicidal
he left her, in her head
he left her always dismal
he left her
all but dead