I stare at his rich fair skin
                                        and get lost in his dark brown eyes
                                           There is a genuine look to him
                                             No front, no act, no disguise

                                              How friendly those eyes are!
                                              Warm and inviting, they shine
                                          They laugh and shimmer like a star
                                        Oh how I wish their gaze to been mine
                                   His kind heart seeps through as his face pirks
                                  Beautiful lips pull up displaying his perfect teeth
                                   His cheek and jaw bones accentuate his smirk
                                  His cheerfulness shows outside and underneath

                                                     ­       Every Line,
                                                         every shadow,
                                                    every­ mark on his skin
                                    Was divinely created to hold the shape of a grin

                                  What a shame it would be to see this face frown
                                      What a crime it would be to see a tear shed
                                      on this masterpiece as precious as a crown
                                 This peaceful happiness that radiates from his head

                                 Innocent and trusting, his heart lives on his sleeve
                                    The natural state of his face is a joyous smile
                                 There’s a brilliance around him I hope will never leave
                                     Being honest, genuine,and sweet is his style

                                      I feel sorry for anyone who hasn't seen this art
                                        He has a wondrous air about him it seems
                                      A secret light in his smile that warms the heart
          
                                                       A smiling face so bright
                                                                ­  It beams!

She looks for everyone's approval, and its almost sad to see
That she concerns herself with petty things that aren’t important to anybody
She bases her whole worth on her beauty,              
                                                             her values are clearly displaced
She searches for love with her image alone,
                                                           her body,
                                                                         her hair,
                                                                                       her face.
She craves the attention her looks give her,
                                                              for its the only attention she has ever been shown

How sad it must be to live life as she does, surrounded by admirers but still,
                                                   somehow,
                                              ….....alone.......

All her energy and time is devoted to her beauty,
                                                                     she is a Glorious shell ...with nothing inside

Thrown into the arms of a boy who will hurt her as soon as his interests in her appeal subside

She constantly asks how she looks,
                                                     she desperately searches for praise from anyone to see

A naive child, finds she is only known for her body

But if not for her attraction,
                                        What would there be?

A lonely little girl doomed to being nobody.

She cannot abandon this life that she knows,
                                                                 For its the only one she knows best
The illusion she portrays is the power that she holds in a world where there is no rest.

While some would die for this beauty she has,
                                                        in reality it causes her pain and a nagging unfulfilled urge

                                        Starving herself,
                                        Crying at night,
                                        Having the eyes of others
                                        And a mirror
                                        Rule her life
Cause an emptiness she longs to purge



While some seek love from its innermost source she finds it in its most fading mirage

But to face the world with closed eyes and only your naked soul to be seen....
                                                
                                                That
                                         Is true Courage.

Its not that serious, its not that sincere
                           Lights and electricity, not really what they appear
                           They’re numbers and codes, not actual actions
                                Its binary code, not true transactions
                          
                         ­   Don’t take it to heart, its too cold to have a pulse
                           Full of electric charges but no flesh to convulse
                                Its just a network, not real interactions
                   It doesn’t matter what is said, they are just letters and captions
                          
                           There aren’t any rules, why would there be?
                          Its through wires and plugs, not genuine ability
                          Don’t take it personally, you are not meant to
                         Typed smiles and faces, the likeness they woe!
                        But they have no unique attributes to be weighty to you.
                      
                             Say what you want, its different here
                             No face to look at.. no eye to tear.....
                          Don’t act like yourself, you’re not yourself anymore
                       The detachment of this tragedy strikes you to the core
                   Lash out if you want, there is no real person to receive your blow
                          A username, a picture, no one you really know.
                          
                      Tell them they are nothing! you’re right, aren’t you?
                      They are just lifeless drones with nothing else to do.
                           Exercise your anger, its all an outlet here
                    You can get more attention here than you did anywhere
                            
                           ­   Its virtual, Its cold, a social evolution!
                          Its clean and pure, no emotional pollution.
                            
                         ­   No responsibility,
                                                    this world is like a dream......
                            
                        ­ Become another person,
                                                         ­        And hide behind a screen.

Disappointment is the worst form of suffering
                          Its the threat for destruction in your everything

To have something to love be crushed
Is the type of pain that cannot be hushed
To hope for something and have your hopes dashed
Is to love and have your heart slashed
                
                 To work yourself to the bone for nothing at all
                           Is to climb the mountain just to fall
                            
                        To smile and have your teeth break
                            Is to fall victim to any mistake
                          
To try and fail by your own fault
                            Is to open a wound and rub in salt

I am used to disappointment
It happens to me so much
Crying over things gone and went
Has become my emotional crutch
                                                            Yet,
                                                     Here I go again...
                                                             Hoping,
                                                         that this time,
                                                              I’ll win
                                 Here I go,
                                Betting all my chips
                            Crossing my fingers
                             And biting my lips
                                                                              
                                        No turning back, it's all or nothing now

                                I want it to work,
                                            someway,
                                                           somehow
                                
                                        Here I go, jumping off a bridge with you
                               Please, do me a favor and don't disappoint me too.

Strive on in front and leave the past behind
My old life is gone, and the future is blind
I turn my head and start to cry,
As I regretfully say goodbye
To something that was dear to me

But memories will fade
And new ones will be made
So on this journey
I look ahead to see

Life goes on, and in its place
Will be a new adventure to come and face
Hold a smile for the new day to see
Even though along the way I may be missing somebody

Like a stream brings change with the ripples on its surface
And just like a river, life rushes fast with a purpose

Water  holds true to time, like sand
When held to your heart, it slips through your hands

Something I have learned, and you ought to know
In life things don't stay still, they flow
Change is inevitable, and the journey makes that true
The scenery changes..... and so do you

And from that please try to remember for your own sake
The secret to life is its a river, not a lake.

What if life were perfect
and it was impossible to disappoint?
What if frowns were never made
and fingers would never point?
What if heaven was a place on earth,
and everyone lived there?
The sun would shine all day long
and no one would cry or care.

What if we lived in a castle
and you wore a crown on your head?
What if everyone loved you
and worshiped every word you said?

Would you still declare yourself unwanted?
Would you still demand your life was taunted?

What if you were never the victim,
and everyone bowed to you?
If you could never lose your loved ones,
would still you love like you used to?

Would you still have a fear of being left?
Would you still accuse the world of theft?

If your life was everything you wanted,
would you still find fault in it?
If the world was a blinding white,
would you still find black in it?
What if love engulfed you?
would you still insist to hate?
What if you had the world on a platter
and the power to control your fate?

Would you still feel helpless against it all?
Would you still feel prone to grovel and crawl?


What if even I were perfect?
would that finally satisfy you?
Would you feel peace at last
and finally start a new?

What if it was all enough?
Would that be enough for you?
Would you still feel cheated?
And claim your defeated?
Would it ever be enough for you?



What if life were perfect,
and all your dreams came true?
Would you finally be happy?
              
        Of course not!


A world of perfection wouldn't matter
…...........if you're not perfect too.

My mother is the reason I am on this earth
For nine months she carried me, then gave birth
But this flesh and skin that you now see
Is not the only thing she has given me
God honored me with her curly hair
And the eye shape found in her own stare
But she'd insist it ugly until I would cry
For "Men don't like curls and froggy-eyes"

My mother gave me two siblings to love
And, for them, everyday, I thank the heavens above
But those two young siblings of mine,
Although they are hers by define,
Once upon a time,
They called me mommy
For I cared for them, not she

My mother picked, for me, a father who I treasure
To his parenting, love, and devotion, there is no measure
But since their marriage went South
Only piercing screams have left her mouth
Of her cursing me for being his daughter

My mother showed me how to be strong
She taught me to rise above and continue on
Since I was young, I carried her through hard times
Even though she was absent for all of mine
And so I learned to shoulder the burdens of two

My mother taught me to be myself
And to never walk the path of anyone else
Because upon me she forced her own self
And I was never happy being her

I owe her for the very blood in my heart
But she was never a mother, from the very start
She was a child, scared of being alone
Afraid of being abandoned in a cold empty home
She hated herself and the world too
And I was her crutch in this life of blue

But although it was hard, I forgave her
Although she was wrong, I thank her
And although it hurt, I love her

She was the biggest part of my journey
For she is the reason I am me
All that she wasn't, she taught me to be
And so I am grateful for all she gave me

No matter what,
I still
and always will,
Love my mom <3