What's Gone

I drop my head,
I catch it in my hands
It still feels like it’s slipping
Into a deeper land.
It’s not depression;
I don’t feel bad,
But neither am I happy;
I feel a little sad.
It is however warming,
Swelling,
But not overpowering
I know what I’ve been missing
Why I’ve felt so alone,
I’ve had no one listening
To make my heart feel home.
If my home is where my heart is
Then my heart is with my friends.
Still insecure; fear of rejection
Pushes to another, colder end

The Strawman and the Tinman

The Strawman ad the Tinman
They need a head and heart
We three in the Land of Oz
Shall never be apart

Me I might seem a lion
But it’s just a show
Acting for so long
My true self I don’t know

That’s what I need
Some confidence and guts
Courage would be good
I always find too many buts.

That’s why we do our best
To cover with our act
We think through acting wizardly
They’ll think our lies a fact.

Not My Tears

Life without out your influence,
is one I don’t want to face.
Your perfection and kindness
always, will put me in my place.

When you take my hand,
you take my fears in yours.
When I‘m disheartened,
they’re not my tears, but yours.

Looking in

I don’t look into your eyes,
I don’t look at your face.
When I stare at you,
When we talk,
I don’t look into your life;
You show me your soul,
And what I see
Makes me
Want to stay here with you.

Please (Don’t Judge)

I am so loud, so oblivious to what I’m saying.
It’s all just to impress, to disguise my nerves,
but it is now part of me; a habit.
So please don’t judge me too hard.
I’ve never been in love, other than with an idea,
an image. I was so close to asking you;
I opened my mouth and swallowed the words.
Please don’t judge me too hard.
I see that you care for me, I hope
that’s what I see. But those images,
those false images contain my doubts.
So please don’t drop me too hard,
because that would just add to my load.
If you cared you wouldn’t give me doubt,
if you knew that’s what you do.
So please help me let go.