You in my mirror

One day I woke up and looked in my mirror
I looked at myself
and when I thought about you
I realised that the person in my reflection was the only one that could help
I thought about thinking about giving up the fight
but now I have found my way through the darkness and I have found the light...

I have found the light
the light, the light, the light shines bright
I was just a boy trying to find my way through the night
but I, oh I, yes I, found it!
I found what I was looking for
and I knew all along that I grew strong because of it all.

So now when I wake up and look at the person I am
I think about you
and I know that you are looking back at me
I know you understand
I thought about thinking about giving up the fight
but now I have found my way through the darkness and I have found the light...

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My Dolly's not Parton

Your just annoyed cause I'm not another singer
your annoyed cause I'm not afraid to put up my middle finger
I'm not afriad to take you on tv just to beat you up on Jerry Springer.
Your still lay on my bed with your legs tied back behind your head
whats worse is that the smells starting to linger
I'm gonna make like a tree and leave before you wake up and call me a minger
this time isn't as worse as the last time, cause the last time
erm, I accidently farted while we were in a 69
and I followed through
the curry I told you I had before we did it surely must have been the clue
its dangerous like dealing drugs around a cop
I suppose the only good thing was the fact that you were on top
the other way around sure would have been funny
you can't complain, you couldn't complain I would have trippled your money
I don't bite I just sting like a bee if I don't get the hooney
you float like a butterfly and thats probably why you got something runny
I think we could make it work don't you think its makeable
baby come on your my doll your beautiful, your inflatable.

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Awake

I wish something could just work out
coz Im too tired of trying when its coming to nothing
coz I dont wanna be saying look what I could have bin
walking behind a lawn mower
up and down my life couldnt go any slower
I dont wanna be lay on this bed crying
and yes I admit I dont wanna be tired of trying
but Im afraid and it feels like everyone around me is dying
I speak and you do not know what I mean
coz I am living but begining to think I am trapped inside this dream
maybe my eyes will never open?
It will never end and I will never mend a heart that is broken
I wanna blow but I blow every chance I get
you say you care but you and I have never really met
only in conversation that isnt real
so please do not tell me that you know how I feel
you should try closing your eyes to the lies
once they are closed I want you to see with my sight
you will never awake to the fake if you keep them closed all day and night
you will never give in but will die with a mistake you cant put right

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That Fifty Year Old Woman

That fifty year old woman
she is someones mother
that fifty year old woman
she is someones lover
them fifty years of her life
unseen by a cover.

Covered by the leaves
from the autumn trees is the grass
surrounded by blue tape
and nosey people who pretend to pass
a group of actors walk by
they have come from a history class
to make history new
with conversation with questions to ask.

A fifty year old woman
in an autumn so cold
a fifty year old woman
seen dark winter unfold

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Facing Reality

Feeling like a ghost
when the people I want to see me don't
I take out my rejection on the ones I love the most
I dont face the blackness
no I go on facebook and make a status
hoping my sadness shows my sad times
hoping they like it, hoping they read between the lines
if she comments she will care
I go away so I come back to see no notification there
I'm sad but I think its sad what this world has come to
face to face conversation a social network has out run you
I've been going round in circles looking for love
tell me if it is bad to say that one night wasnt good?
lets talk, lets meet up sometime, some place
am I old fasioned to say I want conversation face to face?
you cant give me what I want and I will not change.
When you see me in the paper will you turn the page?
I wonder if you`ll stand my ovation as I bow on stage?
I know you'll never send me a love letter.
Maybe you will realise that you can't make me better?

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My Devil You Were

I keep telling myself that I don't need you
but you keep whispering in my ear telling me that I do
and I believe you
I believe everything you say
even though it was everything you said
I paint the picture of you on my white ceiling when I'm lying alone in my bed
I paint the picture of you on my white ceiling when I'm lying alone in my bed

Because no other girl has been here since you left
and for no other girl have I shead a tear, I'm all cried out I have none left
cause I know you love to think that you took them all
but they were gone long before
for you I didn't watch a single one fall, I was never alive I was already dead
I paint the picture of you on my white ceiling when I'm lying alone in my bed
I paint the picture of you on my white ceiling when I'm lying alone in my bed
and I paint it red
I paint it red
the colour of blood shows that it is already dead

I keep telling myself that I don't need you

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I Realized

He sat on the step asking for change
'I haven't got any spare'
pretend I don't care
wonder how he got there
ask him? Do I dare?
He tells me hes slow
at an all time low
kicked out of hostels
three times in a row
I tell him I've gotta go
my taxis waiting...

In the back seat
I speak to the girl I'm dating
'whats with the tramp? '
I tell her 'I'm loving, not hating'.
My flirting's not working
the taxi driver laughs
sees a couple, taking separate paths
life's like algebra, not making sense

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Perfect poem

I have sat for hours, tryna write the perfect poem
what is the perfect poem?
Because it is the poem I am not knowing
does it involve some kind of perfect flowing?
Between me and you I dont believe it does
people, poets may believe it should.
It could?
But could it make it perfect?
So perfect like there would be no next?
Like there could be no better?
Should it rime? Or be in a structure of a letter
sayin dear who ever?
Should I make a comparisson in the weather?
describing the superiority of the sunshine
over the rain that hasnt yet came?
As I look at the sun my magic powers have begun
taking the day to another level, playing the devil
I can make the rivers overflow, or make it snow
telling the sun what to do,
directing it north or south, all about

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Do What You've Gotta (8 Years Ago)

Do what you've gotta
Cause you've just gotta do what you've gotta do in life.
Cause I'll do what I've gotta do
I don't give a damn what you've gotta do
but I will say I'm so... you know... sick of you!
I used to say I loved your eyes,
your smile and your laugh, but I lied!
now we can take seperate paths
cause we're more than through
your not even my mate
so leave my life so I can, ... concentrate!
on what I've gotta do, where I've gotta go
if some guy sleeps with you, your not mine, no!
cause our love sparkled for a long time
but we lost the sparkle we lost the shine
but looking back I wouldn't turn back the time
cause we were like the sky without the blue
I'll forget you, try something new, just continue
cause we're given the choice do what we whatta
we will leave each other, do what we gotta.

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My Little Brown Haired Girl

I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
I've searched, I've looked all over the world for her
I've even been to county down
and even though you know how that story goes
mines different cause I had her
I lost her and now can't find my Rose.

I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
I have the words I didn't express
the importance of you to me I did not stress
instead I did let my stress stop me from loving you my best
so I'm saving to buy a car, and I'm a heading a west.

I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl
cause when you are a boy, you know all boys wanna be men,
thinking of the time when we first met
the times together I will never forget them
I can't help but wonder if I'll ever look into your green eyes agen.

I keep a looking for my little brown haired girl

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