Back Away From The Teddy And Remove The Thumb From Your Mouth

You were just a little girl that day,

Just a little kid with a temper;

I thought it would take it all away,

If I could take you far away,

But this I never meant for.

We went, and we lived, and survived the nights;

We walked, we talked, we looked out at the city lights.

You didn't live for you though,

You didn't learn how to;

Times got hard and you lost your will;

Here comes the cliché on life;

Out there you are killed or kill!

I pray for you to grow up,

To achieve what you deserve,

For you do have the passion, the beauty,

The intelligence, and a personality

To realise your worth.

Be the person you should be,

All that you can be,

Live life; be free,

Don't just follow,

You have to live for you, Think

I have to live for me!

Letter To A. P.

I was never crazy,

I was never mentally ill;

I just placed myself on the edge,

And questioned everything.

I don't know if you could

See this, but your eyes said they knew.

You talked to me, and done your job;

I guess like you were supposed to do.

I just write to say thank-you,

I am not sure even why;

I know you didn't change anything,

And you didn't stop me wanting to die.

Yet talking to you made me see there was more:

There used to be the line,

But it can be anywhere, and you don't need to throw yourself over it,

Just to find out what is in store.

I know you will be great,

For the good get greater,

And someone big will see what I saw,

Sooner or later.

You wont want to see me any more,

To be honest neither do I;

So I thank you once again,

And I guess this is goodbye,

Put That Butter Knife Down I have Something To Say To You

I sit and I think, and I feel,

I laugh, I cry, I giggle, squiggle

And I squeal; I scream,

I live, I dream, I nibble the cheese,

I eat the curds, And I drink the cream.

I stay in one spot, And then I not,

I get what I'm given, and I have got what I've got,

I sweat when I'm hot, in the Dam I smoke pot,

And I am sticking around, until I have seen the lot.

I watch, I listen, I talk, and I joke,

I bake, I eat bacon, egg whites and the yolk,

I drink, and I quit, and I quit quitting, and I smoke,

I'm calm, I'm relaxed, I'm cool, and collected,

I'm hyper, I'm active, I've ants in my pants.

I'm nice, I'm kind, I say thank-you, please, merci, thank-you-thanks,

I talk crass, and say words like; cunt, cock, shit, cack, and wank;

See I don't take kindly to an insult, but you can call me a plank!

I plank, I owl, I timber yard, and I timber-wolf,

I play pitch-and-putt, and crazy golf,

Once in a while I play at telling the truth,

I'm a player, I'm animal, I'm a man of the wild,

Dress me up and I'm a cad, a bounder, and so very uncouth,

But no matter my age, I am epitome of youth.

That is just life, and I am who I am,

I will live this life, the best way that I can:

I am but one person, I am my own man;

And I decide whether the sandwich

Is cheese, or whether the sandwich is ham.

Looking For The Context (You Have Forgotten The Content)

Why have you, chosen to forget

What I said, in the beginning,

Just before we first met?

I explained I was free,

A duet: we can just not be,

And yet this is spilling,

From the faces of people,

In places where we go,

And its sticky like treacle.

It kills all freedom,

Kills all fun,

Kills the friendship we could have had,

When I'm pushed away,

And people say;

He's she's hers his there were,

Over there, goes your lad.

Your only tying yourself

To something, that will slip away,

Unnoticed: gone,

But don't think, don't blame me,

Asking where did it go wrong,

Sit back, think, wait,

I've got weight,

We had discussed this before

Our first date;

And don't say I made things hard,

Pouring love and affection

On you, that is how it works,

That is just what to do;

To fill our need, not our life,

Not anything more,

Just a few dates

Every week, or two,

And besides I am gone,

Going, gone for good,

In a month, or two.

Now don't think me wrong,

I love spending time with you,

When you are here;

But I dread and I fear,

That you think and you feel,

That we are more than we are.

Pine Scented Tears

You were crazy, and possibly still are,

And never in a good way,

Too much; way, way too far.

Something about you always said,

That no matter how much love I gave,

It would never change what was in your head.

I gave you love and adored you so,

Even though I knew that day would come,

The day you broke my heart, The day I had to go.

I knew that day would come: nothing lasts,

Nothing lasts forever, and so our future's done,

Just a part of each's pasts,

Any time is always better than never.

My sweetest memory, my greatest ever smile;

My heart still often aches for you,

Love lost's pain is not something that heals 'in a while'.

The Weather Man (Today We Set Sail)

We cannot be together, you and I:

We cannot be apart,

Everything I've ever said to you,

I meant with all my heart.

I meant that I loved you so,

And I honestly meant it when;

I say we can never be together,

Never ever again.

So take your platter attitude,

Your a buffet, with a complete lack of will,

I gorged myself, I had more;

But now I've had my fill.

Your pretty, your perfect,

A catch, and any man can see,

I see this too, but I'm not any man,

And no any-man is me.

So forget me, move on,

Or risk turning Tangerine-sweet into tangerine-sour,

And by-and-by I'm gone, just as the days

Fade out, within the witching hour.

I may never return, and never whisk you off you feet,

I may never protect you from your fears;

But live each day with a smile of no regret,

And I will live with these lonely tears.

Your body is an anchor, mine the sail,

We cannot survive together,

Our spirits would fail, tear us apart,

Nothing lasts forever.

We cannot be together, you and I,

We have to be apart,

But everything I said to you,

I meant with all my heart.

A path that crosses twice will only lead in circles.

People always want

When they know they cannot have,

And people always take

More than they will need;

Of the seven deadly sins

It is always envy, lust and greed.

They swallow up a soul,

They hide away what was pleasure,

They keep you wanting more,

And to dust they turn your treasure.

See what made you happy

Has long since fell from reach,

Leaving all behind in search of more

Your left alone, stranded on a beach.

If you had listened to wind,

That whistles in the wood,

The simple joy that brings the love

You would have had: you would have understood.

But now the current in the glen

Picks up in the deep and off you sail,

This place is lost;

It shall never be again.