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Lend Your Ear

Everyone always seems to have an opinion
Thinking that what they have to say matters most
Putting in their two cents when nobody asked
Whatever happened to lending an ear, to listening?
Whatever happened to speaking only when necessary?
Why is there a need to fill the void?
Why are words spoken when nothing need be said?

The silence can be deafening
But it can also be tranquil, full of peace
A reprieve from the fake news cycle
A brief moment of reflection and contemplation
A moment of silence where we can be together
Soak in each other’s presence and be at peace
You didn’t ask for my opinion, you didn’t ask me to speak
All you needed was an ear to hear
All you needed was for me to be there

So that is what I’ll give
If there’s more I can do, you’ll let me know
But I won’t make this about myself
I won’t say, “don’t worry. I’ve been there before.”
I won’t say, “I know your pain.”
I won’t equate my situation with yours

For even though there may be similarities
Our stories are not the same
Each one is unique
Each individual has different tools 
Each individual walks a different path
We have our similarities and our differences 
We can leave it at that

I will be there to comfort those who are hurting
I will be there to show that I care
I will listen first, and speak later
Because all I need to do is show that I’m there

The silence can be deafening, but no words need be spoken
I won’t fill the air with noise if you’re feeling broken
I will listen first, and embrace you afterwards
I will speak if necessary but I won’t prattle without a care
You know that I’ll be there
I’m always there to listen
Always willing to lend an ear

The silence may be deafening
But it’s better than words thrown around without care
Sometimes all you need is a shoulder to cry on
An ear to hear
Opinions don’t matter when all you need is care
So shut up and listen
Don’t feel the need to fill the air
Listen first and just be there
Lend your ear and go from there

Dreamkiller

You never understood me, you never really tried
It’s fine though because I stopped lamenting it long ago
Always been the black sheep, always been misunderstood
Never gonna fit in, not fully
Never part of the family, not really
I’m fine with it, I really am

But the least you could do is have my back
The least you could do is try to care
Pretend that you supported me in my endeavors
You never gave me what I needed
Only gave me what you could spare
It was never what was right
And it was never good enough

You always were a dreamkiller
Never taking me seriously
Never thinking me capable
Never letting me grow into the man I was meant to be
Never letting me breathe, never letting me dream

You have a close-minded view of reality
Only accepting two ways to live
You told me I could either be A or B
But what if I wanted to be C?

I’ve always been different
I didn’t think that was hard to see
I marched to the beat of my own drum
Even as a kid, even when I was young

You never could relate, and I don’t blame you for that
But you never tried to understand
All you did was suppress and discourage
I can’t forgive you for that
You’re a dreamkiller, and a heartbreaker
Never let me pursue my passions
Never helped fuel my ambition

You only gave me what you wanted to give, never what I needed
Never understood that all I needed was just one person on my side
One person who pushed me to reach new heights
Just one person to tell me that I was good enough
One person to say, “I’m with you, whatever it takes.”
I didn’t think I was asking for much
But evidently, the bare minimum is expecting too much

I don’t need you to see it from my perspective
We don’t need to see eye to eye
You and I are different
Our paths will never realign

Coming to you was a mistake
This I should’ve learned
You never had my back before
Why would things be different now?
I knew better than to let you do this to me again
I knew better than to rely on you for anything
I tried to forget, I tried to forgive, I really did

You haven’t changed, not one bit
But I did
I’m not the same meek child I used to be
I’m no longer lost and uncertain
I’m forging my own path, making my own way
I know what I’m aiming for, I know where I’m headed
If you’re not going to support me, then get out of my way

I told you what I needed
I told you what I wanted
I told you what I expected from you
But it’s gone clean through
In one ear and out the other
It’s clear to me that you haven’t been listening
It’s clear to me that my voice hasn’t been heard

You just do what you always do
Control & manipulate
Always seeking to have your way
Always thinking that you know best
You’re a dreamkiller, a heartbreaker
Toxic energy that drains

My teachers told me that I could be whoever I wanted to be
But that I never believed
I wasn’t allowed to dream
No, that wasn’t the way
You can be this or that, but never that
“You’ll do as I say”

I did that for a time
But it never made me happy, it never satisfied
It never made me feel confident or good enough
Never could live up

But I’m better than that now, I know who I am
Pleasing you is an ever moving target
And that’s not who I am
Not a people pleaser, not a doormat
I am who I am, an independent thinker, a dreamer
Someone who’s building a life where only greatness will suffice

I’ve said all that I needed to say
I’ve made my peace
I’m leaving you behind, you won’t keep doing this to me
Dreamkiller, heartbreaker
Toxic energy that drains

I tried to be patient, I tried to be kind
I gave you many chances to change
To show me that you were on my side
But it’s the same ole shit over and over
I can no longer let it slide
I didn’t wanna do this, but this is goodbye

Some Days

Some days it’s hard to will myself on
To keep pushing forward, to keep on going
I lose sight of my goals
And I can’t remember what I’m doing it for

This is the life I wanted
This was my passion and my dream
But sometimes I question
Whether or not I still want this
Whether or not I’m built for this
If this is worth my everything

Some days I wake up feeling empty
Wondering if this is what’s left for me
Some days I sleep in, dreading what’s in front of me
Sometimes it feels like I have to bear the weight of the world
Sometimes I feel buried under a mountain of expectations
Is the standard I hold myself to too high?
Am I trying too hard? Am I doing too much?

Where do I go from here?
The longer I toil without result
The harder it is to maintain my focus
Is there anything left for me?
Have I given all that I can give?
Did I start off too fast?
Have I burnt myself out?

The inspiration isn’t always there no more
The confidence comes and goes
I don’t always have the discipline to do what needs to be done
Sometimes I feel lost, drifting down a river of sadness
Some days it feels like I’ve lost all meaning
Just another day alone with my thoughts
Just another day trying to cope with my same struggles

I’m better than this!
I slew my demons!
I conquered my fears!
I swore that I became a different man!
I swore that I was changed
I swore that I matured and grew up
Grew out of my headcase phase

This was supposed to make me happy, supposed to satisfy
But some days it feels empty
Some days it feels meaningless
Some days I wish my life had been different
That I hadn’t been depressed
That I hadn’t been sad

But that’s part of my story, always has been and always will
Some days are harder than others
Some days it feels like I’m on the verge of relapse
But I have to do better, I have to do more
I have to keep on going for some day it will pay off

Finding My Place

What do I mean in the grand scheme of things?
Where do I fit in?
What does life mean to me?
Where do I begin?

Never really knew my place in life
Never really felt all that accepted
Under-appreciated and misunderstood
That’s how it’s always been

Never been anyone’s favorite person
Never been referred to as a best friend
It had always been a bit one-sided
People meant more to me than I meant to them

Quickly forgotten and easily overlooked
Sometimes I feel invisible, just a character in a book
It’s the same ol’ story, destined to repeat
I’m there for a short time, easy to ignore
Not super memorable, just another guy
“Oh yeah, who was he again? Oh, he was that guy”
Every connection has the same ending

I was there for a short time
But then I was easily forgotten
I move on from friend group to friend group
Hoping to find a place to stay
But it’s only ever temporary
And that’s it, I’m trying to find my place once again

No permanent place for me
Nowhere I belong
Making friends had always been tough for me
But it’s gotten even harder as the years go on

Time and time again I’ve tried to find my place
I fit the dynamic for a little bit, but then my time is up
A wandering nomad on an endless journey
Is this what I’m destined for?
A life devoid of acceptance?

What do I mean to them?
Where do I fit in?
What does life mean to me?
Where do I begin?

Am I doing something wrong?
Is there something wrong with me?
Only there for a short time, but then they forget about me
I’m finding my place in the world
And so far I don’t belong
As time rolls on, will I find what I’m looking for?
Will I find somewhere to be, and stop moving on?

Seeing Ghosts

I keep dreaming about the past
Seeing things that happened
But in different ways
Recalling memories that didn’t come to pass
Which is real and which is fake?
Was a minor detail misremembered?
Is my subconscious trying to tell me something?

The recurring dreams are disturbing to say the least
Reminding me of what I used to think were better days
But better they were not
Different yes, but not better
They often say that, “ignorance is bliss”
A truer statement was never uttered

Things were different then
I was so stubborn, so stuck in my ways
Brainwashed and blinded to the truth
Life was easier then, when things were black and white
There was only one way to live, it was either us or them

But as I grow older I see the error in my ways
I see how misguided I had been
I can see how close-minded I was
I’ve changed and it’s only for the better

But sometimes when I dream I go back in time
I’m brought back to days of old
I re-experience past traumas
I go through the same frustrations
I encounter people that I have left in my past

I wake up unsettled and disturbed
I’ve been seeing ghosts
Reminders of what kind of person I used to be
I’ve vowed never to return to that
Never to be the judgmental asshole I once was

But easier said than done
My subconscious has a hard time letting go
A hard time shutting the door
A hard time saying goodbye to the people I used to know
I’ve been seeing ghosts

Reminded of who I used to be
Reminded of the hate that used to settle in my heart
Reminded of the false doctrine I had been told
That’s not who I am anymore, that will never come to be
In my waking I know this is not me
But my subconscious has a hard time letting go
I’ve been seeing ghosts, but that is all they will ever be