Their greasy hair sticking to their faces,
Hanging their heads down in sadness.
I dream to help those homeless people,
And to see their faces lit up in gladness.
I dream to change the lives of many people,
By explaining to them we are all human,
And we should help the ones in need.
When they ask, "Who can help?" I will reply, "You can."
My dream is to become a doctor,
Feeling trusted, watched, depended on.
For if I make one mistake,
I will lose a life of a patient and will be glared at a ton.
I dream to fly one day,
To touch the clouds one by one,
To feel the cool breeze,
Noisy brothers, noisy sisters, nope there are none.
I wish to fly far enough,
To go to a quick visit to heaven.
To feel my grandma's cozy embrace,
And to tell her I have turned eleven.
Dreams don't have to be possible.
They are still very important.
I will keep on dreaming no matter what,
Because I want to dream until the moment.
The moment my dreams come true.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 12:26 PM UTC
Life is a path.
That once you take,
It disappears.
Every step you take,
Is a step towards your goal.
You cannot step back.
Life is a pen
Swiftly moving.
Never stopping.
Once you make a mark,
It's permanent.
You cannot erase.
Life is a Pandora's Box.
Full of surprises,
Full of excitement.
Once you open it,
Your life begins.
You cannot close it.
Life is a path.
Life is a pen.
Life is a Pandora's Box
That you can never forget.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 12:24 PM UTC
You need to earn it
then it’s yours
But Careful!
its made of glass
and all I have
on my sleeve for you to grab
its not free
but the cost is fair
just your love
this I swear
so are you willing
to pay the price?
To cherish my heart
and treat it real nice
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
I get happy sometimes.
Right now I'm happy.
I like it.
It's refreshing.
The happiness fills me.
Right to the top.
I love it.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 3:16 PM UTC
Like a modest rose
Nobody sees
How beautiful
and fragrant I can be
They leave me out
out in the cold
looking in on the warmth I need to grow
Happiness
Laughter
Young love
And closeness
Something I’ll never know
being the rose
nobody wants
looking in
out in the cold
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 2:57 PM UTC
I don’t know what to believe,
“Have faith” He told me
Faith, that was seeing beyond.
He compared it to the wind
it can be felt,
but not seen.
Its a feeling,
what I feel for someone else.
My mind can’t explain it
I can't make it go away.
What is this?
love?
I want to share it with her,
not all of it
just the good things.
Am I wrong to want that?
I think about her all the time.
What is the point?
What do you feel?
I don’t know the words to describe it
Do you feel warmth?
Does it feel nice?
There is more,
so much more
I know there is something missing
no not missing
stolen
Something was stolen
from me
and you....
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
Have you ever felt...
That feeling?
Where you're so empty you can actually fall inside the void which consumes you,
When you're so broken that whenever someone touches you they pull back hissing,
When you are so lonely you call out to the birds which paint the sky-in hope that they will sit on you shoulder,
Have you ever felt it? That feeling?
That horrible slimy whisper wordlessly chanting "You are useless"
Well I have.
And it is crap.
But one day you'll wake up and a small drop will fall Into that void
**Day by day
Night by night
Hour by hour
Second by second**
And it may not seem like much
But it amounts to a lot in the end
Until that feeling you feel
Is nothing more
Than subtle laughter
Coming from you.
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 2:08 PM UTC