The Only People

Here's to the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, they're not fond
of rules, you can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify
them, about the only thing you can't do is ignore them, because they
change things, they push the human race forward, and while some may see
them as the 'crazy ones', we see genius, because the people who are
crazy enough to think that they can change the world are the only ones
who ever do, colleges being nothing but grooming schools for the
middle class non-identity which usually finds its perfect expression on
the outskirts of the campus in rows of well-to-do houses with lawns and
television sets is each living room with everybody looking at the same
thing and thinking the same thing at the same time while the crazies of
the world go prowling in the wilderness, the only people for me are the
mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved,
desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say
a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman
candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you
see the blue center light pop and everybody goes awww..."

Mea Culpa

Never told you I was a saint

I have fallen,

I have broken

But I have risen from my ashes again.

You cant be really good,

If you have never tasted bad

I have been there,

I have done that,

I have evolved, why dont you understand?

I know you said nothing to me,

But I can see it in your eyes,

I feel the nails piercing my flesh

I know I am being crucified.

Never asked you to put me on a pedestal

I like my feet to be firm on the ground.

So its really not nice when I have to fall

I have walked on the dark side

Its not a pretty picture I understand

But that also is the reason

Why you think I am beautiful

Because I have seen life with these eyes.

I am the queen of darkness,

But I give birth to light

Sometimes to keep true love,

You have to fight.

I dont want to hide from you

The story of my life

Dont want you to fall

In love with an illusion

Thats simply not right

The truth is not comfortable,

It will never be

But if we learn to seek comfort in it

It will be real, don't you see?

I dont take your love for granted

I never have, I never will.

Good things in life are hard to find

So why should love be easy?

I work hard to be loved by you

But I am only human

And that makes me make mistakes

But I dont give up,

No, thats not me,

I pick up the pieces

And I try again

Until I get it right

But I need a hand

Because I cant do it by myself

It doesn't help that you choose to walk away

It makes me feel unloved and unwanted

And no one wants to feel that way

And I dont know if you want me to stay?

And I am not sure if you want to make this work?

Mea Culpa...

Is it my fault?

For wanting to get this right this time,

For wanting to try again?

...

As much as I tried to grow roots in the place I currently call home, I have to admit that I have failed and that I feel like a loser in the game of love and that my destiny of being a gypsy has won again and I need to find a new home, a new place where nobody knows me, and where I know nobody, where I start from scratch and my only friend is my loneliness.

Open Forum..

Does change happen because of acceptance or because of hate?

Let me know what your thoughts are..