I’m a loser, I’m a freak
im a loner, im a geek.
Im a mystery in space
not good looking in the face
Just an ant beneath your feet.
a useless thing, a pile of peat.
at least thats what you see.
but have you ever gazed into my eyes?
ever cracked though the disguise?
did you try to understand
that I am no more than a man.
Just a man, looking for way
to keep his friends, to make them stay?
they leave. everyone always leaves you know.
sure I  bend and break for all of you,
and you abuse it through and through.
And I ask for little in return
just here and there give me a turn?
perhaps you’ll find there’s more to me
than you ever dared to see.
but for now the secrets shall remain
after all, i am Insane.

I am
I am an artist, and a writer,
and while my words may ne’er be tighter,
I am a man, and lover still,
and we shall never have our fill.
I am demolished, I am destroyed
by every method you employed.
I am a shadow in the night,
I am you darkness I’m your fright.
I am the voice that whispers in your ear
when madness comes and all is clear.
I am your weakness, I’m your strength,
through the fire, you’ll make the length.
I am your sword, I am you shield,
through the water and the field.
I am your tactics, first response,
And I am your second chance.
I am a question, I’m a light
I’m an answer and your might.
But above and despite all else,
I am here.
I am your friend.
and this shall last
to the very end.

(C) Daniel G. Allen May 21, 2012