face planted in the green
slow turn to the wispy sky
knowing peace is to dream
growing up is a gritty lie

memories dont blur like these clouds
there's no time to capture them
before the screen brightens, i dreamt
about sub conscious clouts

face planted with a smile
taking a piece of it is a slap to the head
tucking away my self conscious guile
drowning in joy until i lose my breath

- t.m

through the seasons you
would give up your time just
so your friends made it
through the day
you always
put a smile on your
loved one's faces, even if
it felt like an exercise
you gave up the lead roles
just so you could be every
one's jester, bells ringing
while the laughs echoed
you were always too soft
in your old man's eyes
too caring to hurt
it's okay now to shut out
the lenses and live life in
your means, it's long overdue
it's your turn to live in your
dreams

- t.m

why do we say nothing
  when you speak
there's diffucilty in finding
  the messenger
we see moses in blank faces
 many share the bread
but feast on the cheddar in duality
life to leviticus
 is as opposing as males to females
aware of it all
but we follow none of it
our idols seem not read the pages
 but we love what they portray
we scream for them on the sideline
but we freeze when
    we are in the light
  why

- t.m

i am not one to lean on
i am not one to believe in
i am not the saviour
why are you still reading
i am not the reason
i am not the air you breathe in
i am not jesus
don't crucify the words
don't justify them as one long verse
i am just a witness of a feeling
yielding and kneeling
understanding and dreaming
about heaven in the sky
i am guided by the holy hand
of a much more divine being

- t.m

why does the moon
steal the sun's shine
why do you recipicate your gloom
and hate it when we are all fine
you've searched for joy so much you've
forgotten how to live and dream
now all you do is search for acceptance
in bright screens

we found love when
we stopped searching for it
we found happiness in each other
in all of our faults and mistakes
in this film called life
we found love when we stopped
trying to correct the first takes

- t.m

at the back of a truck
like dogs wagging
their tongues
tasting the night
singing songs to
a sky that lacks the light
of the moon or the sun
tasting the night
a sweet taste of nostalgia
i know I will remember
these winding roads
and high rise walls
an atmosphere of uncertainty
adults created
we will remain naive and
young
until this music no longer
brings us joy and these
labelled shirts
we wear feel outdated

- t.m

sometimes happiness
doesn't smile
sometimes the face
of happiness is a
cry for help

sometimes laughter
is the soundtrack
to pain
sometimes a joker
is in fact going insane

sometimes your idols
are more then idols
sometimes idols are
just human
sometimes your idols
are more then idols
sometimes idols are
just human

- t.m