“The Game”
Working hard, for so long
Only to find the time was
wrong.
A lousy shot on a lousy call,
In the net you could find the ball.
After that, playing was useless.
Giving up, we were worthless.
Past streaks and victories all were lost.
No one understood what that game cost.
Disappointment, heartache, and pain;
So much gone and nothing gained.
“Emotions”
These emotions all locked up inside;
Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide.
Mixed up together in one giant mess
Only causing me even more stress.
What should I do? What should I say?
Do I leave here or do I stay?
I can’t tell anyone what’s on my mind.
They’d be scared at what they would find.
So I sit here again, not knowing what to do.
I’ve been through this before, nothing’s new.
Tomorrow’s a new day – clean, fresh, and white.
All I need to do is get through the night.
“The Trip”
Sitting here, looking
At all the beautiful scenery;
Sitting here, being
With all my friends, happy and carefree.
Sitting here, listening
To the sweet, unique sounds of nature;
Sitting here, thinking
Sitting here, thinking
About times shared and our unknown future.
Out in the open,
Young and strong yet little do we know;
Out in the open,
No guide to show easy paths to follow.
Out in the open,
This being our last time together;
Out in the open,
These times etched in our minds forever.
