Concrete poured, flatten it just right,
Keep it neat and ordered, it's the way of our progressed nation,
Keep it controlled, no green shiny grass, no flowers disguising as weeds,
Pull them out, rid my streets of color immediately,
Don't let the colorful roam,
What chaos will reign against my tidy plan,
If you allow free spirits to Transcend,
What chaos will reign if feelings of Gay are out in the open,
Mingling with nature growing through the cracks in the pavement,
No, no, my small-minded need to make the world just so,
Cannot allow the green grass its freedom, the confusion of mixed flowers their minglings,
It must be ordered, ordained, religious manipulation suppressing the soul,
No cracks in my pavement I demand!

But oh, we're coming for you pavement makers, we're growing strong and furiously through your cracks, crumbling your concrete to dust, and we'll laugh as your sad little soul evaporates in our sun.

Without you I'm a rumbling volcano,
Bursting over on a daily,
Burning my soul with a raging fire,
Your alchemy purifies me,
Calms me,
Reveals the gold this fire formed,

I wish you'd stay with me every day,
Temper this angry heart,
I've been struggling alone for a long, long time,
With stubborn determination I've been trying to do all on my own,
Because I believed there was no other way,
I don't want to believe that anymore,
I'm tired of floating on this island with no home,
I'm tired and I feel sad but tears won't bring their release,
Reach out to me and offer a place of reprieve.

A heart alone, forgotten, since as far back as I can remember,
A heart lonely, overlooked,
Only the holder loving a haunted heart, a dying heart, a paling heart,
Still foolishly holding on, waiting for life.

Struggles seemed never ending,
Long-standing trauma,
Survival mode a constant,
Then finally, a light,
The struggles hadn't subsided,
I just eventually morphed into an undefinable presence,
Stronger, magnificent, but lost,
What do I do now in this small world around me?