Shannon W.

time is lighter than a feather
through your fingers it slips
and after time and time
my jar of love never tips

for love is stronger than hate
it slaps it in the face
it's like an angel
but stays in the same place

for where it stays is in my heart
and my heart will never break
thy sorrow and sadness
to happy it will make

we all have invisible halos above our head
different personalities they give us
for I have love
are you the one with trust?

Pew, pew, pew
goes my dad on the PS2.
Shooting bad guys on Battlefield 3,
Who knew? Not me.

I sit and help him sometimes.
I mean, he never minds.
He always shouts,
sometimes swears or doubts.

He sometimes gets cross
and tries to act like he's the boss.
He might throw a pillow or two,
not at me but maybe you.

All I wish is for him to come off,
but instead he says I'm a puff.
He's always late to bed
because this game is stuck in his head.

When I saw him get the PS2
I didn't know what was coming through
from within the cloud of rage.
He forgot about the 'touch pause engage.'

One day he'll get square eyes
and then start to despise.
It's good if we just back away
and let the wild animal play.

When I saw him get the PS2
I didn't know what was coming through
from within the cloud of rage.
He forgot about the 'touch pause engage.'

For wherever there is a beginning, there's an end.

Moaning all day long
Yapping at every bad thing I do

Super crazy hair in the morning
I get so angry I could sue
So I pull at her crazy hair
Tickle her till she wees
End the fighting horrors
Remember how much she means

In the end we both make up
Say sorry about what we did

Learn about loving each other
Overwriting bad things we hid
Vowing never to fight
Identifying what we've said
Not living up to that promise
Giving a tear when one of us falls dead