melancholy is for the restless

that feeling in my stomache wont leave me
im asking it nicely to go away but it gives no reply
leaving me speechless with no movement
with my eyes i keep searching for what isnt there
half heartedly hoping for something to appear

i remember the way my smile would brighten
when i was dreaming and no one understood
i keep my memories in my wallet along with
my heart and my money, its not a very safe place
but they say in life you have to take your chances

i cant say i miss my past, but i can say im excited for my future
but i have to admit im just a bit afraid
over the years i can only think of a few things ive learned
for instance not to trust who you dont know
and not to wear your heart on your sleeve
i guess we can say i learned both the hard way

but what is life without a few tears
life can be beautiful if you see it as a work of art
each tear is like a newly painted ocean view
and every smile is like the sun coming out
from behind the clouds

those who are afraid to sin
are only afraid of the sweet taste
have you ever had the satisfaction
of knowig you did something wrong?
its a rush of excitement
the type of excitement that makes you bite down on your lips
and slowly you become proud of being a sinner