The Nice Guy

I wish
I was good
At something
Something useful
That people found
To be good
They'd ask for advice
And since I am nice
Oblige them I obviously would
I hate to sit there
Staying silent
So people won't think
"He's a fool!
I can't believe he can form so many words
And that his face isn't covered in drool!"
I'm sick of searching
For a purpose
When no one cares
Perhaps
I'll just take the laughs
And run
I'm not sure
I was even seen
By the girl of my every dream
Is it time for iced cream
The future is still bright it seems
Or at least that's what's said to me
I don't quite see it
But I want to believe it
So maybe I'll achieve it
Though honest to goodness
I'd want her to want to
Walk along with me

...And Again...

They say
If you do it well
Don't do it for free
But the people who say it
Must not know me
It's not really an answer
If you do nothing well
You can have lots of fun
There's just nothing to tell them though
Because you see failing
People don't pay for that
Or rather I do
I know that they worked hard
But there's also some luck
Those who don't have it
Face lots of suck
We don't expect shortcuts
Or easy breaks
Just some understanding
Of the toll it takes
To keep trying
And not crying
The weary sighing
The thoughts of dying
And the constant denying faced
From even the best of pals
So congratulations to you
Much happiness and success
I am not a guest here
So I guess I'll try again

Zero Becomes A Hero

Alright, this has never passed my lips so far

But things are feeling weird

Can't put my finger exactly on it

Don't you think that's strange

Erased

From everything I thought I'd be a part of

Gone from your memories

Hell

I always thought I'd make you laugh

Just once and then forever

Kindred spirits

Lacking a sense of a sense of purpose

Mere dreamers

Not believing that any of our dreams were worthless

Our thoughts were one

Perplexing

Quizzical

Raw

Somehow I decided it was enough

That could've been a start

Unsurprisingly you've found your way

Vehemently though I must still go on

Without your light to guide me

X-rays of my heart show a simple husk

Yearning is all I do and some day I'll get a clue

Zero will become a hero and still Loves you

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This Coulda Been A Song

I wish I could have a lifelike yours
Open and wild
Something to explore
It's understood though
Nobody chose me
I'm not the guy
The outlook isn't rosy
For me
And what does that mean
Guessing won't help
Pretending won't do
There isn't a path
That leads to the true
Answer
Where do the unused hearts go
Where in a world of worlds is the glow
That I was promised
Drifting through life
Is devoid of music
Like the sounds in my head
That would make these words a song

At least then maybe I could earn a few bucks

The Descent Ascent

Green and fertile windswept lands

Backed by the faintest pink of skies

As the sun begins it's slow descent

Beyond the trees

Past the water

The fires light in patched sands

Front a castle where the crest flies

Off of armor the last light does glint

Times of ease

Grow ever closer

Voices yell through tired hands

And in the air are great goodbyes

To hardships that were present

When sounds cease

Anxieties tend to totter

A rising star brings light in bands

Bringing forth the newest tries

Looking for a message never sent

The answer would please

No other