The Things Someone Said That Got Me Thinking

Someone say you don't care
But I fail to believe it
They also say that you're here just for your convenience
Conveniently that's how I kinda feel
But I am trying to hide my feelings underneath my heel...
Until I'm healed
Because I am sick, sick of how easily I trip and fall for it.
You have shown me no incline
Nor any indication that I am even next in line
Yet I remain close up
Close enough to fall again and get my hopes up
It is compromising, to display an act of selflessness
Where I look my best at all times and still feel like a mess
But you deserve a crown
If you would have me seated here waiting like a clown
I am gone...Then I am back
Every time I tried to go I get more attached
But to what?
To your soft hair or maybe just the air that you breathe
But whatever I am attracted to it keeps me on the wheel
I keep feeding from your presence whenever you get hungry
But I hope you never stay away too long for me to get thirsty
And I pray this is no game
Because all the games played with me the results are the same
No matter how you come out on top, no matter how much you win
You still become a loser over in the end.

A Broken Art

Tell Da Vinci to come see me
I have something that he might find to be intriguing
And it might not seem like much at first sight
But I promise you it will start showing up at nights

Mr. Leonardo take a good look here
It will all start coming together if you should stare
What you may see is the final production
The proofread and edited version

Sir Shakespeare I beseech you therefore to come and take a read
Of this ever blooming sunflower seed
It is likened unto a clip in the 80's
With all the cast members of 'Million Dollar Baby'
It's a work of heart, not a painting
But is inspired to work whenever it's raining
With every pit and patting on the window panes
There is blood that rushes through the veins..

Call up Michael to come hear this
It carries the beat of his songs you'll forever miss
The moves are i'nsync'ed
And so you'd miss the whole show if you should blink
It's carved like the statue of David
So maybe it is something Michaelangelo could play with

I mean let's face it, a broken heart has no such power
But at least broken crayons still colour