Neverland

I'm going to admit it I'm scared a little I'm scared to open up I'm scared to look in your eyes I'm afraid of what might happen what consequences could come I'm afraid of hurting you and myself too But when I do open up And relax a little bit My mouth starts talking And I don't want to quit I love hearing your giggle when I say something dumb And I don't realize how weird I am until it is done I love walking with you Just someone being there because 99% of the people around me aren't actually there They are thinking about how hungry they are Or what they need to do None of them actually are there for me Except you I love to listen to you talk Because darling it's a rare occurrence And everything drowns out but your voice And it gives me more endurance But when it's gone I start thinking again What if I am wrong? What if I'm doing is hurting you maybe not now but later on I only want the best for you and i

You are right. I'm here and I'm listening. I don't know things, but I'm waiting. Get comfortable, I won't force things out But I want to help get your burdens out You know the pain and now it's time For you to feel the victory. So I'm waiting and whenever you're ready Let's talk :)

I used to picture winter so nice The fire blazing, someone would role the dice My whole family laughing and drinking Their hot chocolate and coffee so warm and steamy A few winter coats and the tree set up But it's to early for that which is a little messed up It's already snowed but it wasn't delightful It just made it even colder and made my school frightful Frightfully cold that is, such that we couldn't even attend I wish it would reach Thanksgiving and Christmas so winter could end

I remember a place that I would give anything for right now. It was summer and nice and warm outside and near a stream was a log. I would sit on that log with my hand-made fishing pole and the trees surrounded me. I was on a small path that I could find every time but was hidden to everyone else. This small clearing in the trees was along a small stream system. If I walked a little further, the path jerked to the left and came to an end near a small waterfall. But if you go straight and hop over the stream, you come to the top of a small cliff. Head right and you go down a ways and you'll find yourself at the bottom of that cliff. If you go straight though, you will over look where you would be if you went right. Down at the bottom was a larger part of the stream. In this part, the mud was a yellowish color and the water was super clear. There was hundreds of tiny fish that always swam away when you got near. One time I tried for hours to catch one, but they are the fastest little

And again this feeling comes around haven't felt it in a while I was on the ceiling Fell to the ground And I've just lost my smile I don't know how to get it back But right now I'm just so tired I can't try now And don't say I slack Because if anyone gets fired It's not me.

There's this boy who daydreams about you all day. I hope you're okay with that. But when he looks into your eyes, He sees something that no other girl has And I hope you're okay with that. Because he can't wait to see you tonight And though you saw him the last two days in a row He hasn't seen you enough. And I hope you're okay with that.

I sit in my chair People all around me I feel under my fluffy hair My fez, oh so astounding My explosive fruits of many sorts Are so intriguing to myself They could help in so many sports And to quickly clear my shelf I see the man lying on the ground And see that he is not Exploded out of town Then I'd say that I was caught You all guessed wrong It wasn't his little brother Ulysses sings his song Of guilt, taught by his mother "It was me who did the thing you hate I am the one to blame I am now in a consequences state I sit in my box of shame."  My skill at the crossbow exceeds that of Craine I am quite a precise shot And you might say that I am insane But trust me, I am not For it was frankly just an act To get away with the crime I got back with all ze cash Now I have the money to create my lime This fruit will be the end to you all It is my best creation yet It's explosion radius, bigger than a mall The time I just have to set Just kidding It was Jack

There was a curse on a pair Of magnets They could not touch Till January The months passed And the magnets never  Reached each other They felt the pull It was ever so strong In the summer it began And in the fall it was stronger By the time it reached the winter The pull of these two magnets Was the strongest ever One day, they will finally find each other And one day they won't have to pull back Every second of every day

I've been dreaming of saturday In a small portable building I'll be jamming to music And you'll be there watching I don't know how I'll do And I don't know if I'll regret it But I've always wanted an excuse to sing to you I've been dreaming of saturday My guitar strings vibrating producing a sound that I'm hoping will be to the ears pleasing My drums will bang as they always do But my voice doesn't get practice Like those drum sticks do I've been dreaming of saturday What will you think? Will I mess up in front of you Will you be gone before I blink? I know I'm just thinking And it's very irrational But the song that I'm singing Is extremely practical I've been dreaming of saturday My hope's to impress And while we are playing those worship songs My mind's in distress Because my heart will be pounding As it gets to my song They want me to play Neverland Maybe you'll sing along

Oh my gosh  Get out of my head I'm trying to sleep Trying to sleep in my bed But you are there  Spinning around Your feet move so gracefully And everyone you astound When you put on the tiara And the big fluffy thing You looked more amazing  Than a princess or queen But my dumb sunglasses Didn't let me see So I look at the pictures And I'd think you'd agree You can chill all you want If I asked you to stay My mind has room My dreams have space

Spinning around the room I felt alive again Not even trying for skill Or moves or teqnique Because one more dance  Made me alive again

A thousand and one times I dropped it A thousand and one rhymes I rapped it I'm broken Out spoken We're all taken captive by Satan And after all the times I failed And after all the times I've fallen I learned one thing: I dropped the bar I dropped the bar I dropped it far I lowered expectations to find sanctification It leaves a scar and I dropped the bar When I go out to preach it I know I can't teach it, cuz I am a hypocrite man That's all that I see here But I can't think on that Cuz in Romans i read here We all fell short A deep dark well deep here And I know the knowledge But I gotta use it for me here Before I go tellin them all to believe here! I gotta use it and we all gotta use it and Raise the bar for our fellow believers Because of all the receivers Of our words we say and the prayers we pray All of the receivers They look at us, "hypocrite!" Jesus doesn't tell us

For once in my life, I'm good For once in my life, I'm strong For once I feel like I could fly For once I'm feeling good

Now all I'll be thinking of is you And I say that like something has changed At school my day dreams aren't new And with them I play a little game How many times will I see her today I try to keep count but I soon lose my place Was it 409 or 428?  I knew in my heart all along That this would happen, you and I And I'd write it in poems and songs That I wanted to spare you the pain And I made bad choices Went too far And I think you know what I mean When I say it left a scar Deep and visible, people still see I want to wash it away  It's a metaphor see But what definitely isn't Are my feelings right now And I know that this time It's not feelings alone God set this in motion Or at least I pray that He did So that as soon as we can I'd like to begin

I'm still your number 1 fan

A talk A talk Let's take a walk And talk about the things we've not A talk  A talk Let's walk the talk And walk the walk I know we'll talk

It sits on my wall Now mounted If it started to fall I'd panic But yet I never touch it I never play it It sits on my wall beautifully It sits there just and unfortunately I never touch it I never play it It sits there with eight strings It sits there un-tuned I never touch it I never play it I waited so long for it I payed so much for it But I never touch it I never play it Why?

I want a place that's just you and I staring into your face and into your eyes I want to look at you and say that I'm sorry I'm sorry that you will have to put up with me And my drumming And my lame jokes And my abnormal phobias at Dillards And my nerdiness I'm sorry that you will have to see Me when I'm mad Me when I'm too happy Me when I'm sad Me when I'm too hungry And I'm sorry for days like this I talked to you twice I was so happy that you came But I feel like I wasted your time I looked at your eyes And I saw hurt that came from me And I wanted to cry Next thing I know You are leaving And I'm not going to let that happen again