A Heart Fights A Brain (...And Vice Versa)

I’m not really sure where i should start this

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Well, I’ve been told the beginning is the best place to start

So, here it goes

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The more I think I’m going to be okay

The more I realize I’ll always be this way

When will I get this out of my head?

And think about other things for once instead

It’s more than just the fact that you let me high and dry

It’s a fact that I don’t think I’ll ever understand why

Why did you leave?

Why didn’t I prepare

To understand that for this long you never cared.

It was all a lie

I was betrayed by a friend

But the funny thing is, I’d do it again.

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They tell me to move on

The world has someone else

But being with the world does nothing but remind me of your smell

The way you laughed at my flaws

And brushed them off your shoulder

But they never reminded me of what would happen when our love got older.

I don’t care what they think

I don’t care what they say

Maybe what I’m doing is a huge mistake

But I would rather make one and fall

Then to never have you in my arms at all.

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It sounds stupid

It sounds pathetic

But I dare you to name a person who’s never felt like this.

You always think about the past and how it can be changed

Maybe we can reverse the curse of the pain that’s been made

But the fact of the matter is that the fact doesn’t matter, and it never will

You can’t change the feelings that someone has for you, and you never will.

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Maybe they’re right

This all may be true

But it will never stop the love I have to fight for you

I will fight for this until I’m gone

I will fight until you realize

I am the one

The Wizard Of Odd.

I had a conversation with the wicked witch of East L.A.

She said I should give up cause the wizard’s on a break.

But I’ll never give up, on the road I walk today

I’ve got a lion with me and this one’s not afraid

Is there a camera flash for every step on this yellow road?

It’ll take more than a click of the heel to bring me home.

What is this place they call the city of dreams?

The more I think about it, the witch it right

It seems that the more you think, the more chances you have to be afraid of getting your heart broken.

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Now it all makes sense

The three were more than friends

They were a warning

A warning to let me know what this city really is

Not a city of dreams but a city of fallen dreams

A city that will never let you out

What a horrible place for a storm to drop your house.

The wizard is the one one who can save me now

But the witch will do anything to make me not believe

Well I’ve got a bucket of water with you name on it, so just try me.

I will defeat you with the help of my friends and find a way back home

All glory to the great and powerful God.

I’ve been having this dream

all i see are starving children

they’re looking for anyone to help them.

By the look on their faces, a meal is not that’s causing the starvation.

They need love, compassion, or even just someone who is willing to give them a hug.

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I wake up

put on my clothes

and walk the bus stop.

A man in need ask me for some spare change

but I give him the classic American lie

“Sorry I’m All Out.”

when clearly I have spare change because I’m going to do my laundry.

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Laundry is soaking and washing

when I see a commercial on television.

It’s a famous actor asking if I can spare 10 cents for a child’s food and education.

Though the commercial is sad

I never do anything

It almost seems like I’m more prone to drink a highly expensive caffeinated drink

during those moments in time.

The funny thing is that when I ask for the total for a caffeine supplement

I never flinch at the fact that I’m paying 5 dollars for enhanced water.

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My selfishness is anything but impeccable.

If I cared for anyone beside myself for a few minutes.

I could save a child, a family, a husband, a wife, a baby that is in need.

The more I think about this dream

it makes me wonder why I worry about getting the highest gigabyte iPod.

These are all things we as Americans stay up tossing and turning all night about

When there are people who don’t have things we even think twice about.

When was the last time you were worried you would die from having not eaten in days?

These are all things we never think about and something must be done.

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So, I ask you

WHY?

Why do you and I live our lives caring about the pointless things we call “needs”?

Why don’t we save someone in need?

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It doesn’t take much to be helpful

but someone must be saved for you to be a hero.

...And The Hero Will Drown

The ships have sailed, the battle has begun

And as I write this letter the seven seas will never overcome the love I have for you.

As the bottle that once held the nectar of drunken scallywag runs dry, it has now become my messenger.

The messenger holds a message, a map that will guide you to the most accurate pathways of my emotions. 

Now as they force me to walk on the wood that was once the tree we climbed on when we were children.

The smell of the salt has become a dagger to my heart. 

But, I know my messenger will deliver the message.

And as you read it don't even think twice to try to save me.

A hero can't save a princess if the hero is in another castle.

But, if I had a chance to do it all over again, I wouldn't change a thing. 

This was for you

This was for you

This was for you

The Ringing Bell

My Bell Is Broken And Mute

It Was Once A Bell With A Beautiful Melody

But Now The Song Has Died

My Bell Has No Reason To Sing When You Are Captivated By Another Song

A Song That Has Gone Deep In Your Soul And Rung Your Bell

And As Your Bell Sings, My Bell Shatters

For I Was The One Who Would Ring Your Bell

But My Song Was Not Written For You To Sing

Now As Someone Else Rings Your Bell

The Church Will Do Nothing But Tear Us Apart

But Even Though My Bell Is Broken

It Sings To Celebrate The Smile On Your Face

Mike Valdes

www.myspace.com/onthecontrary

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Have you ever woken up in the morning with something so emotionally irritating?

Something so unquestionably indescribable it drives you mad to describe the answer?

An emotion you can't seem to understand why you are feeling?

I've felt this way.

I am the epitemy of this emotion.

And sometimes I believe I am the emotion itself.

I am unquestionably indescribable.

I am the reason why you cry when your heart is broken.

I am the reason why you want to change the world.

I am the knot in your stomach.

The smile on your face.

But now I am alone.

No one thinks they need me when they know they do.

But you know you need me.

Bring me back.

I am love.

Mike Valdes

www.myspace.com/onthecontrary