Nothing To See
Inside
The Way I See it
The way I see it
My reality is fine
And the way you see it
That business ain’t mine.
All In Your Head
Which Way?
I asked the sun so kindly
“What door shall I take?
Should I go left or right
This decision I can’t make!”
She smiled very sweetly
“You know what I’m to say
There really is no change
To what I said the other day!”
“So how about the left?” I said
“It may give me what I want
It’ll big up my ideas
In gold, italic font
Or maybe right is best
A way I’d never planned
Leaving the big city
Calling home sea and sand
Or… one day I’m in one
And another day, the other
One day I could have money
And the other day, a lover
Or right arm in the left door
And left goes in the right
Each hand fondling something
Keeping something outta sight
Another option is
I just stay where I am
So what do ya say, stay put?”
The sun replied “yes ma’am”
Strong
I thought I knew who I was
It seemed I was very wrong
Mostly thought of as being flakey
I hoped people would see me as strong
But then one day when they did
I got scared as I don’t want to be
Someone other than whom I’m familiar
So I’ll go back to flakey old me
And maybe I am strong some days
But I’ll be that behind closed doors
Like a flower that blooms behind roses
There’s no ‘ultimate being’ laws
So for now I’ll just be who I am
To not worry how others perceive
As they’ll see what they see, as they see it
And their view is the one they’ll believe
So yes, I’m as flakey as hell
Changing mind at the drop of a hat
Once I’m strong to be strong than I’ll be
And I can’t do better than that.