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"Dancing In The Rain"

Dancing with no cares
Dancing with no audience
As everyone looks
With only nature as your guide

The rain dips down and the sound
Of splattering beads on all the leaves
Provides the beat for you to dance
In the disregard for dryness

The people gawk at such a sight
To see you fully clothed
Moving in a gyrating fashion with all your hips
To the sound of your soul

But it isn't crazy
It's healing to believe that they're still times
When the world is so compacted 
And you choose to break away

Break away is crazy they scream
As they only see a boy become drenched
Ready to be sick from the cold
Deserving it from the spectacle

But you see him not wet
He is free as he assimilates
Without the control of life
And abandons the hold

Thirty-five seconds from when the rain began
It ceases to fall and the crowd cheers
But you notice that all the beauty in life
Is usually just too ephemeral

- Robby Nadler

"I Was Just A Girl"

I was just a girl

Who didn’t know

Much too young

To feel what you did 

I was just a girl

Who fought for her dolls

Much too innocent

For your touch



Did you know?

Yes you did

You did it to me

As well as others too

Do you know now?

I don’t really know

You’re old and frail

But I bet you know



The way you grin

When I kiss your cheeks

I know you know



I was just a girl

Not so strong

Not so weak

Just a girl

Wanting attention

Wanting love

You did me wrong

You did them wrong

You hurt me so

Not then but now

You’ve frightened me

In so many ways



I was just a girl

Who didn’t know

Much too young

To feel what you did

I was just a girl

Who fought for her dolls

Much too innocent

For your touch



I’m older and wiser

Yet weaker and lost

I’ve found someone new

Someone whom I love



I’m washing you away

I hope I can be strong

You’ve imprinted my mind

I’m filled with images 

It was long ago

And I don’t know why

But you’re still in there

And you’re still hurting



I wish I could tell

I wish you were fake

You’re old and frail

I think you’re dying

So I’ll keep shut

You’re lucky

You got away

I hope you enjoyed it

With me and everyone else

- Anonymous 

"Too Good"

It's only good
but not too good
the way I feel about you
with your faded jeans
complimenting your faded eyes
past a smile I barley recognize
since your face became so harsh
and all the naïveté left
in a breath of exhaustion

That was the time when the
unruly crowd watched and you 
made your choice
forcing mine to leave
but I loved you

Past the halls you stopped running
and the avoiding was the only thing
I saw from you
you couldn't take it
take the heat from it all
and melted like cotton candy
leaving a sticky residue and
a tearful child in the hand you besmirched

And here you are now with your faded jeans
and faded life
and I still love you as 
the sun loves to eclipse the moon
but it was all too good
but not good enough for now
or ever more because of the way
you left me standing there
waiting as I will always continue to
wait for you

- Robby Nadler