What Is Music?

music is sounds that soothe the soul,
it doesn’t matter whether you’re young or old,
or whether you are a woman or a man,
it’s something we turn to when no one else seems to understand,
we turn to it when we’re happy or sad,
or even if we’re angry or mad,
we turn to it when we feel hurt or full of pain,
when things change or if they stay the same,
when we feel lost and can’t find our way,
or even when we just need something to help calm our spirit when we pray,
it’s actually funny how music seems to make things go away,
and how it soothes the soul, so we can make it through another day,
it is something that we all truely cherish,
so much that it is even played for us after we perish,
this is to ease the pain of the loved-ones we’ve left behind,
and to give them a song to remember us by,
and maybe, just maybe someday soon,
You’ll hear a sound ,a song, or just a little tune,
that will send you away someday , but hopefully not too soon,
and leave behind a memory for those you love who love you too.

Tired of Nice

Fuck the world, cuz it’s only gave me pain,

Splitten heads, no I been splitten  veins,

   Tried talkin to my head, but I’ ve gone insane,

Fuck the present, cuz I’m lookin for a change,

   I tried walkin the line, but now I’m off the range,

Fuck wid me get hung, picture-perfect-framed,

   I tried bein good and for that I remain ashamed,

And for the bad I’ma turn to, I accept the blame,

   Through bein the nice guy; left me nothing but this grief,

Tired of this blurred  vision; It’s so hard to see,

   Because these teary-filled eyes constantly bleed,

And now this anger’s inside tearin at me,

   I was scratch-proof, well I thought I was,

But in the end all balloons will bust,

   From time to time, we all have the air knocked out of us,

But with a second wind, no I got a second gust,

   And head strong and with a cold heart,

Will be my second coming, yeah my second part.

Inward Outlook

Pain, pleasure, and pain,

 

 got me in life going insane,

 

 the treasure that I seek is simple sanity mayne,

 

 but until then I keep my eyes open on the change,

 

 people say stay simple but that’s simple saying,

 

 Life’s hard; understanding the serious and the playing,

 

Been trying to understand the black & white but life keeps graying,

 

It is this that keeps me on my knees praying,

 

This colorful blending of the good and bad,

 

Keeps me twisted up but I wear this smile even when I’m sad,

 

I let the anger in me fade who needs this mad,

 

I take this checkered past and turn into plaid,

 

Now why you wanna be mad all the time,

 

Grab the sun because its time to turn this tide,

 

Life’s to long of a journey to not enjoy the ride,

 

Check yourself mayne and destroy this pride,

 

Cause when learn to accept what they say is unacceptable,

 

You get a whole new plug in life, a new receptacle,

 

 You get a whole new reflection that’s reflect able,

 

Because now your outward look is suddenly respectable,

 

So take your new horizon and establish your own sunset,

 

Watch the fall of your pain and the loss of your regrets,

 

Loss of your worries and all these frets,

 

Suddenly this pain you had you will forget,

 

All in all it sounds so quick to do,

 

But nothing is quick when it comes to finding what’s true,

 

It all starts when you look and see what’s trapped inside you,

 

Though your seas maybe rougher then most they can be subdued.