White Ironically, we ignore the abundance of daylight but appreciate the scarce light the moon offers... ©wild flower

wild flower

The shadow I follow you, where ever you go Nothing you do is out of my sight Silently, I wait to give you a fright I am your shadow, I am your disease Nothing you do is out of my sight I will not leave, until day turns to night I see every move, I see every reaction Nothing you do is out of my sight When I surprise, you will take flight When you wake, and where you go When you look, I will always know You will become scared, and it shows You can not hide, I am your nightmare Don't try and run, I will always be there Just remember, to say your prayers ©Schizology

Schizology

Karma the boomerang They do things that will make you upset They use sarcasm like insults When you speak up about it finally They say you're complaining , it's your fault They take things behind your back often They say you just misplaced it If you accuse them of wrong doing They say be quiet and hush , just go sit They spread rumours and lies about you They want others to dislike you Manipulating and deceiving so much The fibs will only multiply , but they knew They harass and annoy the average person They cause them to feel uneasy Aggravating and instigating conflicts Victims are left with issues completely Repercussions are inevitable , due anytime Consequences are migrating to them Karma is just like a fast boomerang It's not a matter of if...but a matter of when ©Schizology

Schizology

The music lesson Skip to the tune , dance under the moon Jump to the beat, move with your feet Thrash up and down, be-bop all around Sing out loudly, scream quite proudly Bang on the drum , go groove out some Strum the guitar, you can be a superstar Blow on the horns, the musicians perform Clang the cowbell, playing in the bandshell Music is the cure, musicians go out on tour Sound is the key, the notes will set you free Bass and treble, try speeding up the tempo Distortion or not, just crank up the watts Love it or hate it, or like it just a little bit Memories jogged, as you're trying to rock The past is back, switch to the next track Become numb, music makes you succumb ©Schizology

Schizology

Wally the wasp There once was a wasp named Wally He was very keen on a girl named Polly He took her flowers everyday He is smitten but cannot come to say Or even ask her out on a date ©Schizology

Schizology

White Ironically, we ignore the abundance of daylight but appreciate the scarce light the moon offers... ©wild flower

wild flower

The shadow I follow you, where ever you go Nothing you do is out of my sight Silently, I wait to give you a fright I am your shadow, I am your disease Nothing you do is out of my sight I will not leave, until day turns to night I see every move, I see every reaction Nothing you do is out of my sight When I surprise, you will take flight When you wake, and where you go When you look, I will always know You will become scared, and it shows You can not hide, I am your nightmare Don't try and run, I will always be there Just remember, to say your prayers ©Schizology

Schizology

Karma the boomerang They do things that will make you upset They use sarcasm like insults When you speak up about it finally They say you're complaining , it's your fault They take things behind your back often They say you just misplaced it If you accuse them of wrong doing They say be quiet and hush , just go sit They spread rumours and lies about you They want others to dislike you Manipulating and deceiving so much The fibs will only multiply , but they knew They harass and annoy the average person They cause them to feel uneasy Aggravating and instigating conflicts Victims are left with issues completely Repercussions are inevitable , due anytime Consequences are migrating to them Karma is just like a fast boomerang It's not a matter of if...but a matter of when ©Schizology

Schizology

The music lesson Skip to the tune , dance under the moon Jump to the beat, move with your feet Thrash up and down, be-bop all around Sing out loudly, scream quite proudly Bang on the drum , go groove out some Strum the guitar, you can be a superstar Blow on the horns, the musicians perform Clang the cowbell, playing in the bandshell Music is the cure, musicians go out on tour Sound is the key, the notes will set you free Bass and treble, try speeding up the tempo Distortion or not, just crank up the watts Love it or hate it, or like it just a little bit Memories jogged, as you're trying to rock The past is back, switch to the next track Become numb, music makes you succumb ©Schizology

Schizology

Wally the wasp There once was a wasp named Wally He was very keen on a girl named Polly He took her flowers everyday He is smitten but cannot come to say Or even ask her out on a date ©Schizology

Schizology