some just need a push in the right direction,
some just need a purpose for their own selection,
some just need a helping hand,
some just need strength to withstand,
some just need a shoulder to cry,
some just need a prevention to die,
some just need someone to talk,
some just need a listen with a walk,
some just need a kick in the end,
some just need a forever loving friend,
I just need the previous sentence here,
if some can't accept that then disappear.

when i speak some words they do not want to hear,
then hold my hand out and then they disappear,
vanished from my sight when i am always true,
across and ocean of waving rippling blue,
meeting the stars that forever shine,
maybe they make it or combine,
did i shine bright enough to see,
when i am here and only me,
fading from my sight,
as dark as night,
nothing there,
when i care.

i open your eyes to see the pain inside,
for it grows in that little place to hide,
instead of fading into the shadows dark,
ill ignite it to burn away with a small spark,
it hurts i know and i feel it too,
but i do it feeling its the right thing to do,
better now than more later far away,
in the end i still ruined your happy day,
am i evil or cruel as others may think,
as back into the dark i will sink,
i was happy too and now i feel bad,
because i made you angry and mad.

the battle is started with the south attacking first,
growling he fights killing with a blood thirst,
knocking him down the other stands in his place,
a smaller one attacks causing a strain in his face,
from the other side to the north they advance,
seeing a gap in the defense taking a chance,
pushing through but meeting the most powerful of all,
standing in their way trying to stall,
the king is taken ending the game,
he pushes over the board saying its lame,
leaving them in a pile creating a mess,
its just a game you idiot now keep playing chess.

see his name in lights across the banner top,
now he is famous and yet he heard from you to stop,
learn those things and do it this way too,
never knowing what he was supposed to do,
a hobby it seemed to play an old guitar,
playing it constantly at a local bar,
eventually someone heard him singing one night,
gave him a recording contract to make his life bright,
but while you were there he folded like a useless playing card,
he cannot play in front of you as it makes everything hard,
shameful in his creativity from the negative words always said,
you hold him back all the time and mess with his head.

I blame myself for being a stupid clown,
when i try to be serious i drown,
don't believe in the moment said,
when i prove i saw everything ahead,
i'll just write this way and maybe you'll hear,
until eventually i will disappear,
i don't wanna hear 'you were right.'
as proof i have this cursed sight,
sickens me to know but do nothing about,
as the nagging is deep to never get out,
your safe and feel alive if your near me,
because a road ahead is happiness i see,
i don't want a thanks when its over and done,
i just want you to see i am also someone.

truth be known and truth be told,
as i wait for your life to unfold,
the feelings inside are not what you are,
now they cut you and left a bleeding scar,
this should not hurt as it was never your skin,
even the blade they stuck deep within,
harmless it seems but you merged it to you,
mixing with them unbelievably too,
forgetting the lesson i taught you of late,
you can fill yourself with untrusting hate,
when i just opened your eyes to see yourself,
but i only care because its your metal health.

trapped in the cage the two shypies wait,
one went for the food and the other saw fate,
now both sit unable to escape from the trap,
boredom sets in as they both feel like crap,
footsteps heard approaching through the leaves so dry,
the female shypie holds and begins to cry,
they see a shape but the sun is behind,
he laughs at this moment loving what he designed,
walking down the path to where the cage was set,
better than his last trap that was a simple net,
opening the top and taking her by the neck,
he turns her around to give her a check,
the male leaps out clawing at his face,
dropping the girl in a different place,
the male shypie pulls his hat over his eyes,
jumping down and running with the girl as she cries,
they hide in a log as the man searches around,
listening for them to make any hint of a sound,
he hears something coming from near a tree,
surprising what is there but they can't see,
screaming is heard as he is attacked by something big,
hearing him die as the animal snaps him like a twig,
the shypies escape and dont look back,
as they live on and thank their fate for that attack.

shadows stretch with the sinking sun,
setting over the soccer ball ending the fun,
the team walks to the edge of the grass,
feeling the muscles tension to their ass,
still kicking the ball lightly around,
then above comes a strange humming sound,
the lights of the field switch on bright,
giving them more time to play in the light,
then run back on the field calling out,
kicking the ball and giving a shout,
the lights go out as one guy sighs,
they all stare above at the skies,
waiting then deciding to leave,
as one walks he blows his nose on his sleeve,
the lights come back on again,
walking back they switch off being a pain,
sighs and anger grow in the players,
as one kicks the grass layers,
climbing into their cars parked by the side,
the lights come back on as they decide,
giving up they all start their cars the same,
but the passion fills them to keep playing the game,
walking back on the field they continue to play,
they finish their game as this time the lights stay.

she sweeps along the sand just past the waves,
for the moment she pauses with a feeling she saves,
digging deep in the sand for hours to come,
turning around to the hole with her bum,
laying the soft eggs into the bottom in a pile,
then sweeping the sand over for a while,
she returns to the waves as they crash the sand,
soon the eggs pulse and expand,
digging out the little turtles run,
with the rising of the warm morning sun.