Hand Me My Trophy You tell me he is smart for walking away. You had best believe I disagree. If that's what it takes to be smart then u may as well hand me a trophy so I can announce myself as the stupidest person in history

So Easily I care little for money Numbers are not happiness What I want is simple And forever beyond reach Please let this beautiful girl Stay right where she is Singing in the passenger seat With that grin on her face Rare and peaceful moments The greatest of my #life Even with my mind and soul Fighting a war of desire So easily I could lean over Place a gentle kiss Upon those smiling lips Alas nothing but a dream Quite the gamble truthfully My fearful heart warns Twice I've been bitten Am I four times shy? I can't help but wonder How many horrid times Can my heart be broken Before it truly surrenders? Dare I risk it again? I'm not sure there is Enough duct tape in the world To put it together again It doesn't really matter You already hold it I'll just find a way To survive what happens now

Ever Outsiders Stand tall my love Think not of those people So eager to assail you With such harsh judgement They are ever restrained By the will of the mob Which they endlessly toil To lose themselves in But those like us Who are ever outsiders We find no solace In their quest for perfection We are the beautifully imperfect No cliche could ever define The complexity of a soul Beautiful beyond all words