Jeremy Lester has not received any gifts yet
The rock and the rose found each other.
Each thought they were like no other.
The rock liked the rock, so she shows.
The rock liked and stayed with the rose.
The rose liked the grass and the trees.
The rock liked the dirt and the dry breeze.
The rock became mean and harshly cruel.
The rose wished anything, even to be pulled.
To be somewhere new in a pretty vase,
was one wish. The other was to be erased.
But then she remembered about her…
I was eighteen, maybe nineteen, either or;
It doesn’t matter what age I was, only what I was looking for.
I was looking for answers, most of which I thought I had.
But in one quick moment I lost all that I had nabbed.
So young, yet we think that we are so old.
Capable of anything, or so we are told.
Looking back I laugh at myself when I was so callow.
Naive, stubborn and green, I was just a pup of a fellow.
Ten years later and I’ve not…
What a friend I have found in Jim. My moments of depression are temporarily smothered by him.
He picks me up off the ground, and as I ponder the conclusions that I have found, my thoughts flow freely, fast and sound. Thanks Jim, together we are eternally bound.
Walking along I strive to see all that I can’t endure.
To avoid the unwanted I enslave myself, hiding behind locked doors.
Introverted and isolated, a sociopath indeed.
But when one and one come together two souls become free.
Don’t be afraid of what is said.
Of what they think and what they expect.
They are wrong, you are wrong and you’re off in the head.
Don’t be afraid to live, because you’re already dead.