The Scent of Desperation
What You See Is……
There was time that when I saw women, I saw sex
So I spoke sex, and I got sex
There was a time that, when I saw me, I saw misery,
So I spoke and sought misery, and thus I got misery
Misery from waking up and trying to remember this stranger’s name
Misery from feeling the familiar void in life’s games
Misery of trying to stay up late as if I could delay a new day of ……misery
Was a time when I saw women I saw greed,
And for some strange reason, all I could get, was greed
Wasn’t what I wanted, but maybe my misery wanted company.
One day someone saw me, and saw hope
So they spoke hope, and they got hope
They turned me to you, and you said “I am love”
Couldn’t see it at first, but when I could see it, I sought it
I could see it, I could get it
One day I met her, and somehow I saw……your…love….in….her
I could see love, I was scared, but I spoke love
And finally I could get love
Thanks for helping me see you, and get you, in everything I do.
Thanks for helping me to see better, so I could get….better
CAUTIOUSLY OPTIMISTIC
Cautiously Optimistic, while long range realistic
(or is that pessimistic in disguise)
Enjoying the warmth your closeness brings
Trying to forget past breakups and stings
Grover
Freddy
Stevie said everything is alright,
But Luther said If Only for One Night
So with my feet firm on the ground
While trying to keep my hear out the clouds
Feeling my heart wanting to soar
Ignoring common sense and history’s roar
I know I hold too tightly to past pains
Which is worse than going back down memory lane
Who am I kidding it’s time to be bold
I’ll let go of the reigns and let fate (faith) take hold
Cautiously optimistic, but long range realistic
Life without love, is no life at all
But love sometimes hurts, don’t be afraid to fall