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Time

Time, don’t run out on me

There’s still so much for me to see

Don’t make me aged and languishing

I am not ready

 

Time, do not be cruel to me

I am but a boy so pretty

With so much still to climb to and gain

But wait!  When time is gone, I shall reach the heavenly.

Thoughts in a cafe

I’m sitting in the cafe alone

Where we did grow to know each other

My car’s broke

and I’m doing things I don’t want to

 

I wonder, I really do wonder

if it’s ok to be in pain

over last year’s holiday

because that one, she whom I mentioned, is gone

 

Now you’re home

and I’m here aline

But I hope things grow amongst us all

like a garden

 

My fingers clench the table

I’m getting texts from people I don’t want to hear from

I saw in the papers that the polar bears got their game on again

To start the New Year

 

I’m sitting at the same table we sat

and I’m hoping you won’t forget me

My fingers are clenched in despair

I don’t want it to go there

 

I know that many don’t see me as manly

but still I know they love me, the family

and Johnny asks me if I’m all right

I really am, because of the memory I have here.

 

I hope you don’t forget me

I hope you don’t regret me

I beg you not forget me

My thoughts in this cafe travel on and on

 

I just hope you won’t forget me

Now that you’re home.

Skater Girl

Skater girl, skater girl

you rolled into my world

you turned it upside down

and I skated beside you

 

Skater girl, skater girl

Where are you?

I need to get my fill today

Can I wear your shoes?

 

Skater girl, skater girl

your hair is really cool

you wear it just like mine

together we battle fools

 

Skater girl, skater girl

who are you?

You kissed me that night

What else could I do but

love you?

Gamer Girl ii

Hey, Little Fears!

I’ll bring you to tears

I had a Gamer Girl in my life, once.

 

She respawned and respawned

Until there were none

The call of duty was

quite strong

 

She followed that call of duty

and now

I am lonely

Little Fears, this New Year’s

Do you hear me?

To My Cousin

Sitting in a Starbucks with you

I’m excited cos I think you’re pretty cool

I think you’re also kinda pretty

And I think on the eyes, im pretty easy, too

I know you see me differently

I know you’re only 20

I behold a baby before me

That’s ok; you’ll have one on me when I’m 40

I have lots of fun

I’m scared you want to run

Your eyes and ways rather disarm me

I’m scared that you’re scared cos you rather charm me

I can only be me, you can only be you

Sitting in this Starbucks, just us 2

I jump, you snap, I am silly

And in the end, we’ll always be family

(I know that I am different

And I can’t help it.

But grandpa’s just up the road

So you won’t get too cold on your walk home)

Will I Ever Be Jake? (Less Than Jake)

Will I ever be Jake to you?

Will I always have to fake my ways to be

Seen in a light of splendor

With lowered and deeper voice that goes with having muscle, classical beauty?

Isn’t it enough for me to be

A gay boy in cowboy hat

And we’ll leave it at that?

Will I ever be Jake to you?

Will my chains, this burden, ever break

So that I can be Jake?

Will I ever pop the pills, and take the knife

So I can be greater in your eyes?

Why do I care if I am Jake?

Because I don’t want to be weak in your eyes (but after all, aren’t we all the same?)

I’m afraid to be aged, and never seen in your eyes

But what your eyes can see or not

Is your problem, not mine.