What A Choice

Choice is a choice is a choice they say.
You can't take that away, no no you can't take it away.
A woman isn't a woman isn't a woman today
Without a choice, that choice, what choice I pray?
To live, to die, to take, to break.
What you carry inside, you can't hide, you suffer the pain.
This choice, one choice, what choice in vain.
Empowering, liberating, your freedom, insane.
You can't fight the stains, not the deep stains
Already ingrained. The memories again and again.
A life for a life, precious balance in your hands.
They dismiss it, they confuse it, they shout across the land,
"Oppression oppression. They do not understand.
Your body, only your body, all at your command."
My body, only my body? Now I don't understand.
If no other, why bother, why worry, why lost?
If only you, no other, would it be worth the cost?

A Gamer's Ballad

I've walked miles on Halo Rings.
Spent nights in the Johto region.
I've fought kings and lost battles
With my royal legions.

I've crossed paths with blue ghost
Forded rivers with my cattle.
I've lived through my death
A thousand times a battle.

With Cain I've identified
And Oak I have learned much.
I've weathered many armies
Through cold that freeze on touch.

I've been transformed to demons
I've been disguised among the saints.
I've broken to many pieces
And awaken when they faint.

I've sang in front of hundreds
And danced alone at night.
Through tunnels and through the clouds
I don't give up the fight.

I've shot and killed many.
My brothers, I'm with thee.
Beautiful music I have made
In my final fantasy.

The cake it was a lie.
Alas, I'm not a pro.
I've reached the end so many times
And still many more to go.

Bitter Taste

I saw you as you wanted me to.
Wrapped up in the sound of your voice.
Your lies felt sweet in its deception.
Too young I was to understand.

A child I was, my innocence threw me
Into your arms. So naive a girl.
Four years of age was all that separated
But your knowledge I did not posses.

You touched me, caressed me, I was but shaken
Pulling back I didn't know what was wrong.
You held me, told me, "Don't be frightened,
This is what you're meant to do."

I wonder some nights if you still remember.
I sit in silence at the thought of your hand.
Using me, abusing me, continuing. I'm shaken.
The taste of your lips burned into my mind.

A child. A child. I was only a child.
I'm screaming aloud. And so were you.
Did you know what you were hurting, doing
To me, my body, my life, my soul?

Your memory, you haunt me. I can't forgive you,
You opened up something I can never turn back.
I hope one day you will come back and tell me
That you wished to undo what you did that day.

Promises

By now we should have written a song
And sang it in the rain.
By now we should have crossed the world,
And twice around again.

By now we should have made new plans
To finish our last dance.
By now we should have caught a wave
To gamble our last chance.

By now we should have walked the beach
A million steps we'd take.
By now we should have fed the world
A billion things we'd bake.

By now you promised me we'd see
The sun, the stars and moon.
By now we could have sailed across
The sky in one balloon.

And yet you still tell me this day
More things we should have done.
Of all you've promised me thus far
Fulfilled you have not one.

Handsome Perfection

His body glistened in the sunlight.
As he stares at the roaring blue.
What he's thinking I can not fathom.
The universe reflected through his eyes.

Still he looks upon the ocean.
Not a blink has crossed his eyes.
How deep in thought I do not know.
A world all of his own.

The water hops off of his skin.
The sun rays dance around him.
Buried deep in sand his feet,
And speckles upon his body.

Through my eyes he's handsome perfection,
No better a man can be.
I love him so, and this he knows
Forever mine he'll be.

Flower Child

Safe she cuddles inside the only world she knows.
Carassing the soft satin that encloses around her.
This is all she experiences and all she wishes to experience.
She is a flower child, inside and out.

Gentle breezes rock her in her slumber.
The warm sun beams through with light.
Small drops of dew in the morning dance around her.
She stretches herself to the sky.

Quiet is her every surrounding.
Not a care or hurt crosses her mind.
She lives in peace, tucked far away.
Hidden from a world she's never known.

But there comes a day where everything changes.
A sudden moment and everything drifts away.
The shell gets cracked and out she falls.
Into a place she could never imagine.

No longer safe inside her skin of satin.
She experiences a world so different from her own.
The sun shines brighter, the rain drops bigger.
The wind quickly carries her away.

She lands on earth she's never encountered.
A strange new sight she's never seen.
She stretches again and looks to heaven.
A new life she starts again.

At first she fumbles, gets lost in the crowd.
She soaks up only what they leave behind.
Withered and weak she seeks new land.
New friends to guide her along.

She finds her right path, her place in this world.
At last she arrives into a place she can rest.
She sticks in her roots and grows tall as can be.
She truly is a flower child, through and through.

Your Own History

I write the history
I wish the world to remember.
Leave it to someone else
And the stories all change.

What I see through my eyes
I can't see through yours.
And your eyes will never
Understand through me.

History it blows
Changing like the wind.
The good become bad
While the bad, understanding.

Be the history you want to make
And write what you want to take.
Don't let someone else
Tell your life story.