The Rebel's Eye

Someone I look up to Someone I look down on A reminder of what to avoid  So many things I wish we could do This part of my heart a ghost town Can't tell how to fill this void They tell me to keep some distance You say you want to talk I just can't help my persistence  But where there's no green you don't believe  Seems no matter how loud  you can't hear my screams Poison my mind with your memories  Break my spirit with your pain But no matter how many times the cycle repeats  my response is still the same  What happened to you? Did none of us bring you joy? If only you could see my view Your family a life with me and you What happened to you? I wish you were thirsty for our love And our laughter was your drug But it's never too late To repair what you've undone It's hard to remember to call you Dad It's hard to write you back I know what I saw  was it really all that bad All my fellas love their old man I know I can't relate, no way to understand...

I'm the princess  Your absence darkness The apple of your eye Remembering to live with pride  Your first My heart burst Splinters on the floor slivers in my hand I can pick up no more  I'm frozen  My memories of you like the ocean Some other time maybe I can talk to you It's been such a long time since you said I could do anything  Ways to cut through all the noise  Maybe all I want is one more time to hear your voice  In my mind I know you're still  In the woods enjoying peace taking in what you love In the kitchen apple pie bragging about blue ribbons you won Telling stories from your youth and the all the places you'd run Just to get away from it all You're still the compass on all my maps I no longer bleed to make wrongs right I just remember who I am And I'm a McCleary  And I can do anything  A simple man With no rules I wanna be like you all I need is a plan Your praise illumates my track Round one  Round two Three four now I ...

  Rich.  That word has always been powerful for me.  As a kid, it meant the families who drove the big cars and had crisp green yards with pools in the back.  As I entered my 20’s and 30’s it meant BMW’s, Range Rovers, and vacations where you rented entire houses for the week, not a hotel room. In daily life, it looked like never buying no-name shoes or bags and an obsession with owning iconic Tiffany jewelry.  I never stopped to think if those things made someone rich or simply just appear rich, but it felt good to have those luxuries at my fingertips. The problem here, of course, is that in reality these things do not make you rich.  They are fine if you can truly afford them, but affordability is measured much differently than you would think.   The word rich is much like the word love or happiness.  It means something to you and something else to the person across the table.  It’s all about perspective and individual values.  Wo...

Our field of dreams  set on fire Dying from Pure desire  I'll never know Won't get to see The final act How does this story go You smashed my heart Killed my dreams  Left me bewildered  Such a bloody scene  So when I see you I'll walk on past Eyes locked wearing my smile mask You'll never know how my empty heart  bleeds for what you tore apart And for what  Trips and accolades Massive hotel rooms and your glittering name You dare not look down  You know you'll see Piled skeletons  tattooed with your name How they loved you They died for you Still alive but  broken inside too I wish for you  nothing at all A space once for you cleared in my mind Knock down the walls Let in the light  Trying to tell him Yes, i'm alright  I'm not a monster I'm what he made me Doing everything I can  To remove his shading  Welcome to my mind Welcome to my life Don't mind me Building something stronger Executive type Hold the title wi...

You appeared to me On an autumn day Just as I was shedding all evidence of a past life You appeared to be  The warmth so needed heading my way I was so sure I caught the good life  In a bottle  I placed my last words Tossed it out to sea Need help from the current  A cry for my last demands Fall on deaf ears The ears of a man You try to change my shape Cookie cutter I'll spend my last breath restisting I'm a runner Intrepid plans fall into my hands As I let go of yours to scout new lands I may be a sad but I'm not small Only way I stand is proud and tall I won't let you make me small  Ive made my mark you'll never forget  My face plastered on the walls Of your heart Go ahead try and make it small I have dreams of white fences  Blue skies filled with our laughter  A place to rest my head, ring out my heart and dump the contents of the mind on the floor I thought I saw you somewhere in that painting   but that was nothing more than pretens...

I sit alone reviewing the pages of this post mortem  A report I no longer need I dream of ways to get blood flowing through my veins combat this boredom  I know you watch and hope I still bleed  I'm not alone And I'm not scared  And happy to report that no oneone cares What you say or think I did Your karma appears as the the color red I can't see clear shadows smoke wind and rain All I can do is watch the phantoms we become  You'll never have the pleasure of knowing I promise There's more to me than meets the eye No reason to remember wash away with the rain In the back of my mind I'm still aware  All I can do is watch the phantoms we become Oh oh I feel so free now but I wonder how Oh oh I let you watch me hunt me and take me down Oh oh I have no fragile heart of glass  Oh oh You have a place only in the past  I sit and marvel how I mastered autum But they called me out - a need for speed  I dream of ways to get blood flowing  through ...