In the beginning
I thought it was too late
To start writing
To end the hate
In my poems,
That are only few
You'll find the life
That awaits for you
Peace is what I want
But acceptance is what others can't.

I just dont know how-
To laugh
To leave
To understand
To withstand
To smile
To cry
To hurt
To stay strong
To love
To compare
But I still don't want to
Be taught how I am supposed to
I just love the way I am.

Though my experience is a bit little
But words that I wrote,
Are much heavier than my age,
Are overwhelmed with emotions,joy and sorrow,
It multiplies the time you see it
It kills your mind to eternalize it
If you ever been through it, you can deeply feel It,
Ever since I started writing
I wrote what I feel about,
Those may make you miserable or full of joy
But behind all these words lies a happiness deprived boy.

The clock ticks softly but fast
There's no mean to see our past
Moments fade like falling stars
Life whispers to move onwards

My thoughts are what you're reading;
My heart is still begging
Cause my feelings are still bleeding,
My heart is still pleading
For the love which is receding,
My heart is still seeking
For the love which I was seeming,
No one cared about my feelings
They just can't understand its meanings,
I've end up being decieved
By the love in which I believed.