Once upon a time, You.

I'll tell you a fairy tale,
About love and adventure,
A faritale on a smaller scale,
Without Knights or treasure.


No, this is a sad tale,
Where good isn't stout and true,
Where good can fail and evil prevail,
though good could win too.

This fairytale is about you,
My life is a tale too, It's for you too see if your characters are true, And if good or evil will win.

None of these.

You Say,"An artisit can hang a painting,
A writer can only hang himself,
An astrnaut can shoot for the moon,
A moron can only shoot his mouth."
'But what do I have?' Say I
'I am none of these.'

"An artist has his paintings,
The writer has his noose,
The astronaut his Final frontier,
The moron his words."
'But I have none.'
"Then what do you have?"

'I have none of the poverty of art,
None of the pain of death.
None of the fear of the frontier,
None of the trials of words.
I then sir have a lot!"
No sir, what you have is a lot of None's."

No One listens to me.

No one listens to me,
Sitting here all alone,
Why won't they listen to me?
Don't they know how?

I wish they would listen to me,
I'm really very lonely,
If one person would listen to me,
I'd be perfectly happy.

Why don't they listen to me?
They pass right by and don't notice,
Oh no one listens to me!
Only a child passes now.

Oh child listen to me!
And the child does!
Now someone listens to me!
I'm lonely no more!

Who would listen to me?
Just a gargoyle sitting here?
A child would listen to me,
And listen close me dear.

The reason you could listen to me,
While no one else could hear,
Belief let you listen to me,
While grown ups couldn't hear.

So if no one listens to you,
Talk and belive in a gargoyle,
They will always listen to you,
For they know lonliness to.

All right Children.

All right children,
Listen now,
This is a lesson,
To learn how,
To get your way,
To make a row,
All right Children,
Listen how.

All right children,
Here's how you do it,
Scream and cry,
There's nothing to it,
In public places,
Make a scene
Try it children,
See what i mean?

All right Children,
That's enough!
Now you see It's,
Really not tough,
Now please,
For the love of decency!
dear god children!
GET AWAY FROM ME!!