As a man, 1 day my mom will be proud.
As a man somewhere I'll sing out loud.
As a man if time will allow, I'll find the love for me amongst the crowd.
As a man I'll always open doors.
As a man often others I bore.
As a man sometimes I have violent dreams
As a man I seem to always be the one raking leaves.
As a man many mistakes I'll make.
As a man a lot of time growing up will take.
As a man right will seem wrong at first.
As a man I have an unquenchable intimate thirst.
As a man my expectations are high.
As a man it's hard to say goodbye.
As a man many hours I've spent alone.
As a man I don't talk long on the phone.
As a man I miss the importance at times.
As a man I'm suspected of heartbreaking crimes.
As a man I can't be told, I need to be shown.
As a man, good Love I'll never loan.

Candy Cane had a rendezvous with her Sugar Daddy.
But when she showed up he was French kissing Peppermint Patty.
Pepper & Sugar didn't see her so Candy hit the bricks. Came back and went nuts on them both with Chick-O-Sticks.
Now Ms. Cane all upset went to the Clif Bar to think.
Up walks Hostess Cupcake, she handed Candy a drink.
C.C. said "I didn't order this," and seemed quite shocked.
Ms. Cupcake pointed to the end of the bar at Pop Rocks.
Rocks tipped his hat, held up his glass and said "cheers".
He asked the red and white striped cutie her reason for the tears. Candy thanked Pop for the drink and the concern, but said she's not interested in getting twice burned.
The old man was determined and kept trying to get some play.
He said "I have a big mansion at the top of Milky Way".
"We can leave right now; have drinks over-looking the city".
"By the way Ms. Cane tonight you look exquisitely pretty".
Candy was smitten by the offer and gave in, she said "o.k. as long as you realize Pop were just friends".
Rocks had a stretch Benz candy apple red, driven by Mr. Good Bar his right hand man.
Twenty-five minutes later at a quarter to one, Pop Rocks & Candy Cane had more drinks and big fun.
Up until the sunrise, all night they didn't stop.
Candy was ashamed at how soon she wanted to Blow Pop.
Rocks started to Snicker when Candy did the dirty deed.
Juiced up off the liquor on Pops bed she peed.
Needless to say the fun ended quickly.
Candy smirked and just said, "Well at least we're not sticky".

I must be doing something very right or it's just purely a divine occurrence. My new found friends, inside my heart you've seemed to cause quite the disturbance. Higher ground we seek as wildly combative beings on this earth, we must pray.
Idealist pragmatic approach to gathering reconnaissance has shortened all our days.
We witness war ravaged homes and turn the channel to avoid the turmoil.
What would we common folk do if this happened day after day on our precious soil? Call 911 or text message for help, stuck in rush hour traffic or caught abroad in the veldt.
To play the blame game shows no shame as the same lame brain makes faulty decisions in our names.
As an extension of this bitterness everyday struggles are compounded.
Costly fuel, food, & shelter prices have us financially surrounded and astounded.
Bleed the future dry and live for the moment, is a genocidal plan and I for one can't condone it.
Simplify our hopes and dreams because it seems we've aimed to high.
While the rich get fatter dining on and others struggle just to get by.

               Used often an so rarely understood.

              You all just throw my name around like all destinies are good.

               I'm left more than any and taken for rides very few can bear.

            I've had letters sworn with my seal of devotion only to end in tears.

             When I'm new in your life we just have the best of times.

              I'm Love.

               Cry your eyes out when feelings take an emotional flight.

              I'm Love.

              Make wrong seem so right for some trying to find it too easy.

              I'm Love.

              Oh how long most of you will have to wait on me.

              Hate when I'm used in a game as if you couldn't tell.

              Bewildering for me to play part in something not meant for wishing well.

              I bring joy to any freely if your heart is always true.

              I shouldn't cost you a penny and rather enjoy being shared by only two.

              Some will take me inside knowing that I'm only temporary.

              There are others born and blessed with me in their whole life,

                But trust me when I tell you this isn't hereditary.

              And most of you choose to make me in the night.

             I've been long time companions with Hate, Money, Happiness and Passion.

             I'm Love.

             Lost so easily but hard to forget and always in fashion.

             I'm Love.

             The reason a mother just can't turn a cold shoulder to her child.

              I'm Love

              Hold everyone at some time in a feeling know affectionately as beguiled.

Took all the cunning I possessed to justly turn and walk away.
I'll forever wonder if a fatal mistake was made.
Prosperity is measured in various ways.
My lair often seems filled with despair these days.

Swooned no longer as the truth shines clear.
Blinding at times also hard to hear.
Shuffle around life's corridor to enrapturing.
Still haunted by the pictures and the yarns they keep spinning.

Healing happened this is posttraumatic attraction, as bad timing knows me all too well. Sweet relief only comes when I sleep and dream of her releasing me from my mental cell.

I thought my biggest fear would be to know I was going to die.
Now it's more apparent that my fate yields a worse end.
Death comes at any moment, which is why you need to always cherish your real friends.

Quarrel long waiting for an apology showing time little respect.
Stubbornness is the wrong form of psychology, which explains the empty nest.

Bargain shopping for quality company at local taverns is so haphazard. Stoned on the racks by a court of my peers. While from my heart I attempt to remove the dagger.

Healing happened this is posttraumatic attraction, as bad timing knows me all too well. Sweet relief only comes when I sleep and dream of her releasing me from my mental cell.