Roundabout

I went to work. I wandered home. My life was simplified.

For I was there and all alone with no one at my side.

The roundabout of love for me was not an easy ride.

No pity please! I can survive. I’m made of stronger stuff.

That playground’s made me realise that I can be so tough.

I have my health and sense of self, for now that is enough.

I see you look. I see the eyes. You want to ask me why.

Am I aloof, unpopular, or simply high and dry?

That sombre and unsmiling man who watches you pass by.

You turn around. I feel your gaze. You pierce me deep inside.

And all the pain and hurt that over years I’ve tried to hide,

You comprehend and validate then gently put aside.

You take my hand. You swing my heart. You turn my insides out.

You want to change my life and that you can, I have no doubt.

I go to work but simple has become more roundabout.

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Not Everyday

Every day he's walking on his own
Every day he's always by himself
Every day he's stepping out from home
Every day he's not yet on the shelf
Every day he's smiling as he walks
Every day he's looking all about
Every day he's silent never talks
Every day he's happy to be out
If one day he didn't reappear
If one day he didn't smile at you
If one day you'll wish he was still here
Let this be the day for something new
Everyday you're walking by his side
Every day a conversation new
Every day your routines coincide
Every day's less lonely when there's two

Key

The days of wonder came upon me
Happiness was mine
From deep within my own creation
Now became the time
I searched so long but on my journey
Never went too far
My mind a land so rich to wander
Filled with shining star
For all the universe residing
Locked inside my soul
The emptiness you think I'm hiding
Key to being whole

Snakebites

So solitary youth a sulky snake that’s in the grass
The hidden pain concealed like acne scarred upon the cheek
A right of passage out to anywhere but here and now
Annoyingly its time withholding answers that we seek
A skulking mess of hormones in the sheets upon the bed
The energy for up and out it has already left
Another day of social hell where no one is a friend
At seventeen so poised for life yet totally bereft
If I could have my youth again I know I would decline
The biting angst of growing pains still gnaw me in the night
The wrongs I thought I’d write about still trapped within my mind
So angry in the dark that much has never seen the light
They say that youth is wasted but I think mine was endured
And even as I age I feel I’m not yet truly cured

Space

My inner space so when did you appear
Intruder uninvited on my plane
For lonely gripped my fingers in your sphere
Your angle’s not conducive to my aim
A vacuum mother nature does abhor
But I am not your mother little boy
And you plus me’s not what my line is for
So I’ll divide and leave remainder joy
Subtracting you negates the need to cry
The algebra of love’s insanity
My x will never equal, don’t ask why
We shoud not meet until infinity
An integer still single in my prime
What matters is I have my space in time

Wrong End

An extrovert a people kind of guy
But you will not deliver that I see
You cannot even look me in the eye
And situations end so awkwardly
Pedantic but you seem as if your bright
It’s such a shame how you refuse to fit
Annoyingly you often get things right
But home for you is wrong end of the stick
A syndrome on a spectrum did you say
Apparently not every one’s the same
And when you do a task another way
It isn’t right that I should judge and blame
And you believe you’re just as good as me
An equal simply thinking differently