On the Wind

My move has always been
To simply flit away;
I never know where I should stand,
Or when I ought to stay.

The Exception that Proves the Rule

My alternative philosophy
Sometimes put to the test
And by my findings, I conclude
Nothing is always best.

Excess

From too much of anything
They’ll warn you away
I’m too much of everything
When I have my way
So too much of nothing
Is the best I can be
The “some” part of something
Is a dangerous thing.

Brave

The choice is there tomorrow —
Whether or not you see —
If brave is something that you borrow
Or you stand on your own two feet.

The Plank in Your Eye

You don’t know all the thoughts that she’s thinking
You don’t see the consequences you’ve wrought
You say it’s best to cut the line to what’s sinking
You can’t have said so with a moment of thought
‘Cause you’d know you’re the poison we’re drinking
All this time, and she’s not let you drown
She let you weave all the weak points you’re linking
And still you think she’s the one to take down

Right and Wrong

I can feel it creeping in
The bounty of their cultivation
That final fruit of Eden
Feeding modern devastation

I have swallowed up their justice
And I have choked on blame
Anything one person says
The next will say the same

How two people can agree
And yet still be at odds
I too closely come to see
Ah, the foolishness of gods!

The Rare, Unseen Folly Cryptid

I don’t know what to be
So I be a creature of folly
I turn my back, unbelieving
On the things that could’ve brought me hope
And instead believe in monsters —
My God, what a dope!

Stoop

I’ve gotten used to saying no
No love, no hope, no way
All for you, oh little doe
Innocent as a snake

I saw your thoughts before my own
Buffered your tender feelings
I saw to it I was alone
So I wouldn’t send you reeling

I realize now you did the same
Reading only the addendums
I only hope no other came
And drank of the same venom.

Lost Cause

I hear critiques of people
For which there’s nothing you can do
I hear it, and I think
Maybe I’m one too.

Hope of Foolishness

I have heard it said
And never understood it
Never felt it but by proxy
And laughed at the foolishness of it all
A vain hope to hide my tears
And my fears the only fool is me