Unsure, Unaware

I'm going out on a limb
gripping at empty air
hoping for a chance with
the queen unapproachable
touch of impossible
eyes of quicksilver
questioning glances
making me shiver
the thought of a chance with
a beauty like that
makes my brain twist and quiver
and my heart pitter pat
and I wonder if I have what
a girl would look for
my face isn't perfect
I might be a bore
but the chance still lingers
in front of my eyes
jump and risk falling
stand and fall away

Cutting

circulation in my brain
pops at the strain of thought
invades my sense of logic
breaks my concentration
tears at my self esteem
memories of a past I used to live
break into my state of mind
corrupt my future
sabotage my life
and one by one it all falls down
all these delicate plans I made
falter and fall away
like falling leaves
it becomes a fragment
a tiny piece of me

Wood Grain

science can't explain what I can do
the mind is powerful; doing things that seem impossible
reaching out to others through my thoughts
connecting to a source of energy unlimited by space and time
and I seem to have been chosen for something
I'm advanced
I can send out messages that others can recieve
and they've noticed
they're following, listening, waiting for commands
they're scared and willing
armies of followers
and all I have to do is reach out
send a message
and they listen.