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SYDNEY

clinging tightly, petting hair, what a moment we both share. soft as moonlight, bright as stars, you taste just like candy bars. gimme a kiss, and make a wish, tell me what' son your birthday list. your eyes are crystal outer space, your hair feels just like silk and lace. am i dirty sydney dear? that i am bad is my real fear. i guess it realy doesn't matter when all is said and done, and being mad as a hatter realy is quite fun. as long as you like the way i am i will still be me. and when you've had enough of me, bam! i'll be gone you see. replace me if you realy want, i don't even mind. but while you're on your treasure hunt surely you will find, that nothing realy can compare, to this zack and all his hair, his raggedy clothes and boney skin, his laughter and his grin. and i am sure i would be missed, if i realy were to go. but shush now, no need for tears, because just so you know, i'm not going anywhere until you tell me to. so gimme one more big long hug. sydney, i love you.
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AFRAID TO BE HAPPY

fear comes in the most unnexpected ways
from happiness even? i am amazed
it is true though, shocking as it may be
to have something to live for is very new to me
who am i now that i can have what i love?
i am so lost, so confused, so scared to be happy
roads lead left, right forward, back, below and above
which one do i take, which road is for me?
is it ok that i feel like this?
i thought i'd never get to wish
it's funny how the world can trick you
even funnier when the prizes hit you
but like i said once before, happiness can be frightening
and now i'm stumbling and dizzy, feeling like i'm struck by lightning
i am still happy, that much is true
but i am very frightened too
take my advice, nothing in the world is easy or free