WallflowerYou will not find me out in the middle of a crowd,I will not be basking in the glow from everyone's warmth.I do not stand outAnd I rarely fit in.I am an outsider.A geek, a freak and a loner.I am a wallflower, content to watch the world pass by.
The BirdcageI remember how your song used to usher in the morning lightAnd how you sang to signify night.I remember how you used to curl up next to me, As you were getting ready to go to sleep.I can still see you in my mind,Your radiant colours always drawing everyone's eye.But, your song I will hear no more,You're now waiting at death's door.And I wonder to myself sometimes,If I had been selfish you keep you locked up inside.There is a large space left where you used to be,And I'm afraid that space will now, forever, just be occupied by me.
The Best AdviceThe best piece of advice I have ever gotten did not come from someone famous,It was not spawned by some popular movie, nor did it come from some grand philosopher who lived a long time ago. I did not discover it while trolling through the internet and did not read it in a book. My mother, nor father or even my dearest friend came up with this.It was from a boy I had known during the summer.That summer was hot and when night finally came, we retired to his bedroom,Waiting for tomorrow to come to begin another new day.Although everything appeared to be going well, I knew something needed to be said.For I started to develop feeli