Bend

It’s crazy how I feel like I don’t belong,
How I’m always doing something wrong.
How the rest of the world always sets what’s right,
How you are ’nothing’ unless you fight.
But don’t you see, what’s ’nothing’ for you,
Might just be everything for me?

Your shadow might be my light,
Your day might be my night.
Your hours might be my wind,
Your thoughts might be all that didn’t
Let me be me.

Your words might not be my tune,
Your sun just might be my moon.
Your fears might be my strength
Your forward motions, my bend.

Your illusions might be my reality.
So blend your morality,
With all that’s around you.
Curb your thoughts down the untrammeled road,
Tune in on a different mode.
’Think out of the box’ you say,
But you still have it your way.
Yeah, you rather have it your way.

Who Do You Think You Are??

- Who do you think you are, barging in on me and my guitar??

- Baby you dont understand, somethings killing me inside.

- I dont care, Im busy. Cant you see?. I need some time alone. Alone. I dont think you quite understand that. I need to be with my mind and my guitar. Alone.

- Ive been dying alone. I need to talk to you, to get through to you, to be with you, to let you know its better when we are together..

- You are bugging me. I cant do this. you are making it worse by even coming here. cant you see, I dont want this?

- Im sorry ok, I am impulsive.. I thought if I came here, everything would be ok. I cant talk to myself anymore..

- I dont want to know ok!

- please, hear me out..

- thats all I ever do.

- Ive Been trying to get in touch with you.. you dont pick u my calls, youve been lying to me,you dont reply to my messages.. what else was I to do but come here.. I cant this on my own ..

- When will you stop thinking about yourself?. Its all about you. Have you ever thought about what Im going through?

- Why do you think Im here?. I know somethings wrong, im asking you....... talk to me........ dont block me out...... I dont understand..

- You never will. Im busy now. I have to go meet my friends.

(he then gets up and starts putting his shoes on..

She stands up and tries to touch his hair..

He pushes her away, gives her a look and says..

- please can we do this later.

( she looks for something to say..

- I cant read your mind. I dont know what to do.

-Do what you have to do. Leave me out of it. Forget me.

-How can you forget everything just like that?

-I have to, to save myself. You wont understand.

- its over?

- it will be if you go on like this.

(she keeps quiet and stares out the window.

He puts his guitar into its case, places it by the door..

and says..

-I have to go now

(she gets up to try and hug him.. he slightly pushes her back and starts walking down the stairs..

-but is everything ok?

is all she could mumble as he walked away..

He never replied.

(She followed him like a shadow as he walked down the stairs...

...Five months later, He writes a song titled..

-'Who do you think you are, leaving me alone with my guitar??'