It is a feeling I barely understand,

She as my Girl and I her Boyfriend.

I’d rather die with her than see another Sun set,

I as her Romeo and she my Juliet.

I’d shout out my heart day out and day in,

With her as my woman and I as her man.

If our feelings were breaking laws to the bloody end I’d ride,

Cause you are my Bonnie and I your Clyde.

I’d give you the world and gladly my life,

I as your husband and you as my wife.

I’d invoke a war and give up the world to destroy,

I as the Trojan and you my Helen of Troy.

With each other our hearts will never grow weary or tired,

You as the oxygen and I as the fire.

I’d willingly bring about the fall of man with the fruit I’d receive,

For I am your Adam and you are my Eve.

As long as she's happy, I think, as she gets ready.

When she walks out the door my heart gets heavy.

She tells me she'll be back; that she's going out with friends.

But I've followed her before, I know all about the other men.

I just don't know why, what could it be?

Am I not giving it to her good enough?

Is she replacing me?

I give her everything but she still goes astray.

I'm afraid to comfront her about it because she might run away.

So, I sit back and watch her change and I know it's a shame.

The way I cover her tracks and act like I don't hear her call his name.

I know I'm a good man and any woman would be happy with a man like me

But something is making me stay when I know I should leave.

She comes back in the morning around three

and I guess I'm happy she comes home to me.

I have to support us and go to work, I hate leaving her alone

so when the day is over, I rush home.

And there she is, right where I left her, making my heart heavy.

As long as she's happy I think as I get ready...

He swore to me that we were friends

he swore no matter what he'd be there in the end

But he lied to me and that not fair

he wasn't my friend, he was my worse nightmare.

The line between foe and friend

has never been drawn so thin.

Unless you're in the relationship I'm in.

He swore to me that we were in love

he swore that I was all he thought of.

But he lied to me and left me alone

and with someone else he made his home.

The line between love and hate;

has never been drawn so thin.

Unless you're in, the relationship I'm in.

The simplicity of my words are never heard.

The beautiful things I've said will never be read.

I open my mouth, and nothing comes out

and, I am contempt with this,

being an empty canvass.

I feel I've been writing with disappearing ink,

creating no record of what I think.

I am never seen because I am never heard.

I am invisible and so are my words.

I am invisible because I don't look the part,

beauty in cased withing a frozen heart.

Words and beauty fade away with age,

leaving behind an empty canvass; a blank page.

Even when there's nothing left

I sing to the ears of the deaf

a beautiful song of hurt and a painful past;

a song of love and a bright future that will never come to pass.

I sing until my lungs are sore

though I know no one will hear my silent outpour.

Because I look nothing like they hoped.

I am just an empty canvass; black page; silent note.

My skin is everyday brown,

my hair is the same as everyone else's around

my eyes aren't a rare color like green or blue

and my smile is nothing new.

They use my appearance to measure my soul,

therefor, I an normal; nothing special.

I am an empty canvass; I am a silent note; I'm unseen art.

I am a blank page; untitled; I am just another broken heart...

I watch helplessly,

as Jack fulfilled your needs

I watched on helplessly

bc it was one I couldn't meet

Thinking our love was enough

I asked you to leave

I begged for you to just stay

stay with me

& you do

for a while I must say

That is,

until you see Jose

He leaves you bitter

with hate filled eyes

slicing me with your words

& making me cry

I beg & please

for you to leave them be

I beg you to Look! See! Love,

it's ME!

Though I beg you

to let them go

I am no match

for Ernest & Julio

& when I see you with Jim

I know your going 1-100; full throttle

Over the yelling you don't hear my cries,

Please Baby, stop choose me, put down the bottle.