harsh realizations often suck.

Walls come crashing down…all the time
So strongly supported I would have never thought mine
Would gracefully tumble, not quite cascade
And swallow my future, and laugh as it fades

The jingle of pennies in pottery jars
Is now what lulls me like cityless stars
Back and forth, forth and back
Clink, clatter, clatter, clack
Distracting my Fears of falling asleep
Clink, clatter, clatter clink,
Reality is I could have stayed there
Instead of 2 years 15 floors in the air
Quite like Rapunzel, with the city, the witch
Playing its part, and always a bitch
Feeding the germs of a sleepless city
That continues to be my demise and my pity

Clink, clatter, failed, time
Knowing I could have kept what’s mine
And never have danced with the city streets
And never have hated where I’ve come to be

I’ll write myself a courageous grin
And paint out lyrics that’ll never begin
To skim the surface of what I feel
And make my life become less real

Artists have the skill to deceive
To blur reality…to let one perceive
Just what is wanted so they’ll never know
Just what it is that I’ll never show
That two years of my life, poured down the drain
But they’ll never hear me, I’ll no longer complain

It’s time to grow up, stop living what was
Or could have been simply because
Although it’s hard, and I just barely see
The world does not revolve around me
And what they need now is for me to be strong
And I’m ready, now, to pull my family along
So now here I am, I’m ready, I think
I’m done being dramatic; I’m at the brink
I’ve learned from the best and its time that I try
To stop talking the talk and actually fly

I’m stubborn, as shit, and I want them to see
That I can be who they’ve taught me to be
I’ll go in screaming, and just wait till I’m done
I’m not giving up, until the whole dam war’s won.

Because he can’t fathom, or doesn’t believe
That he’s everything and a hero to me
And there’s nothing he can ever do wrong
And as long as he’s near, I’m where I belong


But if there’s one thing he’s done, he’s taught me well
To keep my eye on the ball, and to fight like fuck out of hell.