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I would like to say that I'm good But I'm not, but I'm good At being bad and I've been bad With every girl that I've had Though it was never my intention Just had to mention, for your retention And your impression of my confession About my depression, not a word about My closet aggression, now I declare I hit because I care, not with hands But when I swear and curse, which is worse. Yet I swear that I'm a nice guy, well I try And for once that's not a lie Not that I'm a liar, ok maybe In the prior, but I'm tired Of fighting that fire, so I'm putting it out And putting me out, so to speak Since a change is what I seek Taking a risk, out on a limb not on a whim Its sink or swim with this new move, but I've got something to prove, flaws to remove And as for a flaw, I guess I'd have more Than your average saint, although… I will show some restraint since now it's time I acquaint myself, with myself

Take me for just who I am Or for the person that I can Be to be for you and me A man for all the world to see To you for us to always stay In the moment every day The days and nights that we spend While on each other we depend The only one who I can rely The one for who I need not try But try because I do want to Because what I do I do for you

I open my eyes, the light blinds as in peeks through the cloud, I feel the discomfort of the hard plastic chair I'm sitting on. There are other empty chairs beside me, something I have become accustomed to, as I raise my head I see a field of people, all dressed in their best formal attire. All of them familiar faces from my life, work colleagues, classmates, friends and family. They're all people who knew me, or at least had met me, forgotten me, and only remembered me too late. If anyone had truly known me we would not have been here. It's not like I can blame them for not seeing, not understanding. I never tried to judge so I can't sit now and hold it against someone else, anyone else, not when I only now know the person I am, the person I was. It depends on what you believe if you think I could have changed the past, karma, fate or even destiny, all things that tell us someone higher up pulls the strings, if you believe that is. I never paid attention to detail when I was young

All the senses blur the mind Color and sounds of every kind Total immersion in a blissful place Escaping from realities pace A trip away from life we're living A chance for taking more than giving Life as if it's all daydreams and nothing is just what it seems

Your bodies missing from my bed Now I lay alone instead No one to hold while I sleep And no warmth for me to keep I know it's only for a while But every inch seems like a mile When walking with no hand in mine So I wait until the time That you do return to me And your face again I see