What is money,
when we die?

What was the point of money
when our soul moves on?

Why are items loved,
and people objectified?

In true thought
an object can be priced
but a life can not.

Why are we focused
on the materialism?
The brainwash of the man
in the suit is what has made us.

But a body is a body
and a soul...
is a soul.
What is a body without a soul?
When the beauty lies within?

A ***** is just a witch,
that knows how to play..
Without spells and a broom
to make ones feel some gloom.
She is after all, nothing but green with envy,
She'll always stay just some blonde with a chevy.
You might feel bad,
But she is wickedly mad,
you know.
Without her magic-
she's lost her logic!
Don't pay a dime,
for it's not a crime
worth caring for.

We are the curious and the wild,
The adventurous and never mild.
We live in the moment,
Optimism runs through the mind.
We make our accomplishment
Yet we love to unwind.

The music fades
Suddenly murky as it plays 
In the background
Like the dancers

Strobe lights flash
Leaving us like ash
Fists still pumping
And we're somehow jumping 

As I'm spinnin' 'round,
Rooms whirling 
Cause I'm falling down
Soon I'll hit the ground

This kaleidoscope keeps turning
so I'm learning
Just like a merry-go-round
And soon I'll be never again to be found

Lost control
And I don't feel whole
Sensation so numb 
Yet I still hum

Someplace someone 
Somewise..
Someone Somewhere
Somehow... 
Someway,
Somebody someday...
Sometime...
Anytime.

I had the feeling, 
Like once you get home, 
From a flight or a vacation.
I missed this.
But I've been here the whole time..
Now I watch out my open-wide 13th floor window..
Taking it all in. 
The feeling of home.. 
The senses of surroundings-
All in one.
The air moist and cool as it carresses my face.
The wind, warm and comforting like a summers breeze.
Yet the smell is fresh, slightly of pine and mint.
Perfectly cut grass surrounds the smooth, dark, pavemented roads. 
City lights and holiday decora brighten up the vista. 
On the edge, the skylines shimmer with life,
Pointing up to the navy fogged space.
The moon, nowhere in sight. 
If you listened closer, you could hear the crickets songs..
Sleek cars pass by, overpowering the no-beat melodies with their traction, while mimicking the streetlights above.
Sounds of silence, and some of metropolis. 
Fly with freedom,
I could sit here all night, 
Let my legs hang out through transparacy,
Grasping on to a bar,
As if I were on the front row cart of a stopped rollercoaster.

you are forever the memories in my heart
you are forever the great(x) grandchildren
you are forever the elements of the earth
you are forever the stardust in the universe
you are forever

Well, let's not. 
Because we can't.
And so we won't.
Therefore: end of complication.

The ones who were never hurt before,
Always try harder
To protect themselves.

I hate the way he's so sarcastic. 
I hate the way he isn't the jealous type. 
I hate the way he has his own smirk. (which I claim the awesomest.)
I hate his too perfect face. 
I hate his laugh.
I especially hate his voice over the phone. 
I just plain HATE his chill personality.
His comfort. 
The annoying way he breaks down because he thinks that we've fallen too far, because we simply are far. 
I hate, hate, HATE how we always had our ways to stay okay.

And most of all, I hate how now there's no him.

Full moon circles,
Glimmer goldly at me,
Cats eye glimpse.

Wandering all over,
Curiously switching,
Cats eye glimpse.

Wide-eyed,
Not knowing of horrid,
Cats eye glimpse.

Half-open,
Sleepy 
Cats eye glimpse.

Parfois
Il me manque;
Le soleil qui sourit
Le vent qui balaie
L'atmosphère qui allumait
C'est une utopie.

Parfois
Je me demande,
Si le paradis était vrai.
Est-ce que je peux reviens?
Une jour, j'irai
la bas à paradis.

White misty fog surrounds the dark bare forest of maples, firs, oaks, and pines
Under an overcast rainy sky day
With the burnt grass
Mixing in to the new spring earth.
A wheat field's horizon ends with a road that leads to civilization,
Reflecting sky from downpour, 
Revealing sounds of traction and the frequent hard raindrops,
As different cars drive by every once in a while. 
A coyote pup in the distance, 
Stands strikingly alert.
Glancing at me from his side eye and his ears attentively upwards, 
Listening for any movement, still overshadowed by the constant noise of rain.
Just as the pup relaxes down on four, 
I rise from my premented spot on the edge of wheat field, quickly placing my blue inked pen into the binding of my black leather covered notebook. 
I begin to make my way towards the curious creature, which has gotten off from laying down calmly.
Eyeing me closely 
While standing ground.
Hoping I'll go in the other direction. 
My pace steady,
With every step I appear ever so closer to the scrutinizing being. 
I am now only a couple feet away. 
I kneel down,
Arm stretching,
Hand reaching,
To stroke his rough wet fur. 
He sniffs my hand and gets used to my unatured scent of the outer world.
Cautiously, he slowly inches closer towards my warm body heat,
And whimpers.
One glimpse into the forest.
A mere flash by a big oak tree,
So intruiged, 
I am fearless to follow. 
Yet just as I get up, 
The pup barks to get my attention 
And bites at my red coloured converse shoe. 
Feeling watched, the dangerous sense foreboards on us both. 
I pick him up, and on we walk,
Treading through the wheat fields to the road on the horizon,
Where a bus stop awaits

The black sleek shine of their car reflected the lights of a streetlamp.
It's in a newly settled road in a neighborhood.
These are newer, better, bigger houses,
But it's more quaint than it seems...

For there are people,
Hungry people.
They slowly drive, down the road, and come to a stop in front of one house.
Dark, as it seems. Lights are out, and no lights lit on the exterior.
Yet, it is night. The house owner is getting ready to sleep.

Right out of the corner of his drowsy eye, the black sleek shine of their car is caught.
He steps to the window, for full view.
He sees them watching, as the hairs raise on his back as if he were a cat; then reality hits him.

Suddenly, a screeching of tires burning the pavement breaks through the silence,
As the car races out of sight.
They may be zooming the speed of light,
But they're headed right towards the dead end.
A set of deathly screeching screams out again, this time in a u-turn.
Still going out of sight...

And It's all clear as day to him.
Why they're here. What they're watching.

Now her breath heats the window,  
Everytime there is the sound...
Of tires.

Cross the neighborhood,
There's our old school.
Full of memories.
Ones we all we all wish,
Would've lasted.

Great friends then,
enemies now.
Lovers turned strangers.
Decisions found regrets.

You & I,
We'd be friends forever,
'Till we got our shades, that is.
Which wasn't much time.
But in between,
Lays beauty in our childhood.

Sitting in my seat,
I turn 'round,
at the smiling thought of you.
Only to find your welcoming eyes.

We used to laugh together.

Send notes in French class past our strict teacher,
Love notes soon to be; as everyone thought.

The times when my co-worker was away,
and you took the shift
to work next to me,
play 'MASH',
and do our mischevious things.

The time when we went trick-or-treating,
and our parents made us take the (ahem, gruesome-looking) photo together.

The time we both got cast as the main characters in a play (where eventually we found out we'd possibly have to kiss.) You were cool with it.

The almost daily embarrassing time.
Once, we were walking in the hallways to class, eyes locked.
So into the conversation, I bumped into a table and dropped all of my books. (Well, it was in the middle of the hallways!!!) You helped.

The time we went on MSN just to see eachother.

The time you (somehow got hold of my number) called me for the first time:
The time my heart raced to pick up.

Seemed everyone was right.

The time we'd gone to a music concert.

The time we'd talk on breaks.

The time we'd have lunch together.

The time we held hands.

If I was a mind reader,
I'd know you're curious.
Wondering why it isn't so anymore.
So am I.

Suddenly everything caves in.
Stuck down in this hole,
I still grin.
It's out of my control!
It's just another time,
When everything caves in.
I dare get out,
For I have too much doubt
That it will stop me from finding my way.

You're like a sun to me
My world revolves around you
And all the plans and things in mind we have, are the other planets.
Without you, nothing would've stayed in place or probably even been there at first. I would've been just some dwarf planet out there, and you would've been the shining star I've always wanted. But thanks to you, I have a reason to go in circles and circles in this universe. You brightened up my world, cleared up blue skies and showed me the unbelievable constellations.. Even though I, as earth, cannot reach out easily to at least touch you, it probably would've been a burning experience, which I wait for every day.
And so, I dream to keep this solar system forever alive, since it's already imprinted in my mind.

When I think of us, 
I go numb. 
Remember the love, 
When I still felt some. 

All I can think about is you. 

Haven't heard from for a while. 
Tried everything possible, 
doesn't seem to be working.

And so I sit here, depressed. 

I don't feel love.

I feel incredibly sad.

Heck, the word "sad" is too underrated for what I'm feeling.
Can't think of anything else. 

All I can think about is you. 

Worst case scenarios play around in my head, and I dare to shed a tear for what isn't the first time. 

Hope is so little, 
When it's hard 
To get what's happening.

And i feel enclosed. 
Just hidden. 
Or maybe I've simply forgotten? 

It does feel like half of me is gone, 
Flown away with the wind. 
Easily dissapears,
As if never there. 

Yet all I can think about is you. 
I want you. Back.
Or even just close by me, even better.

I love you. I haven't said that in a while. It's seriously driving me crazy. But I ain't gonna go up to some random guy and say it... 

It's meant for you... 



I think.

The birds would fly free,
The shooting stars as many to be seen,
for every moment would be magic
because there would be no such tragic

Like in life today,
Where worst memories never really fade away,
So we're encouraged to disarray
Because no one even gets their way.

If we were immortal,
Life would be a chortle,
We would see the full beauty of where we live,
Be more willing to give...

We'd sleep forever,
And everyone would be together...
We could live with excitement,
so nothing would be of frightment.

All the problems could be solved
With all the geniuses involved...
We would be able to indulge
Do more than just divulge

We'd have no reason to bawl,
Life would be a pleasure for all
Since we'd have all the time
Life would be just above sublime.

Stuttered to finish 
She was pale as the ice
Struggling to speak
And find words 
Only had minutes 
Before the hang 

Violet skies 
Sunset highs 
Midnight fights 
All that arise

Time worth
Suddenly thrown away 
Believe it's a flurry 
With the notifications  
And breathless takes 
Of electric shock 
  
Violet skies 
Sunset surprise 
Midnight reprise  
Why not compromise?

Well, let's not. 
Because we can't.
And so we won't.
 
Just

Don't.

Violet disquise
Sunset replies
Midnight defies.
This I despise.  

Don't slip away.
Not now,
Not then,
Not ever.

Dark blue, piercing eyes.
They stared;
Mirroring mine. 
He felt close.
Like he knew me.
But nothing had been said. 
We had only exchanged glances.

I've seen him before,
In another reality. 
Somewhere in my dreams.
Several times.
Seems like he knew,
Had he felt it, too.

Yet I walked on. 
Wishing, I could've said more

It's not your choice,
Because It ain't your life.

I don't care what you don't like,
Because I'm not here to fix it for you.

Don't make your so called 'jokes'
Because I'm not one who will care to laugh.

Don't expect me to follow,
Because there's a leader in me.

There's a leader in everyone,
So why keep it hidden?
A life isn't a joke,
So why are you kidding?
There's a hidden treasure,
But why bury it?
They aren't the sun,
And you shouldn't be on orbit.

They aren't some queen,
So why place as a peasant?
Why would you do
something so unpleasant?

Walking around you feels like walking around
an active volcano,
an huge hurricane,
A massive tsunami,
And you can't expect me to stay.

Dont be shy, little child
You're bright as can be.

If you don't
you'll forever be
Alice in Wonderland,
Wondering how you would've been,
If not been just a shadow.

The consistant tremble of her pale ivory hands,
never sure of what'll be done tommorrow.
Never safe,
But not afraid.
She runs cold-blooded,
no stops.
They follow, 
with dogs on leash. 
Alongside rivers..
Around the corner.
She sees the fear;
The unknown,
The hidden.
Beauty in intelligance,
She's not one to unveil. 
Said to be dangerous,
That little Missy.
Not easy to catch,
But Not hard to run into. 
Living immortal,
It's not something to chase.
Yet she holds her hands from regret..

If I was a wizard.. 

"With him, I'd like to be,
Next to _, transport me!" 

Next to you, I'd appear.
Miles and miles,
Would be just near.

If I Could time travel,
I'd travel into the future,
Usually as it seems,
Oh the feelings mutual.
But only to in the means
Of getting to see the future, with you.

I'd turn back time every five minutes...
Just to be able to "stay longer" with you. 

Little to ask for, is it not? 
I'd simply need (some) magic..
Or is it too late?

In  the night,
the truth comes out.
In the light,
He hides with doubt.
It's a secret identity
Of a mediocre turned hero.
Cloaked to be taken seriously
Otherwise he'd snicker away
Do You believe, they'd believe you, of being the unbelievable?
A man to feel safe with..
Yet never really safe himself.
Armed with the extremely advanced
Without all he'd be just more than typical,
But then left would be no one-
To properly replace
The masked  hero.
And  so,  the darkness surrounds the nights
of city crime.

White translucent ribbons
Floating in front of my eyes
And all that lies

Transports me to another world
An illusion of a better one, I believe.
And, I'm afraid I'd rather not leave.

You're a captivator,
a dancer
And a romancer

Sometimes I'm afraid your enchantment
will drive me to an unhealthy mentality
full of unforgotten fallacy.

But already
you have me on strings
dancing like I've got wings

Your language
speaks to me in a melody
one of serenity.

Sink into my mind,
drag into your black hole,
sink into my soul.

Forever
Reliable
In
ENDS

I'd like to be a cat,
I told the man with the magic hat.

Why, he questioned.
Well, I simply just mentioned,

I got so tired,
So then I got fired.

All cats do,
is wait for a coo.

They lay around,
walk the ground.

But a simple meow
And they'll give him some chow!

I just work all day long,
Fix things that go wrong.

Oh, please, give me a break!
This is as much as I can take!

The Magic Man waved his hand,
While I awaited something grand.

I turned into a Russian Blue,
I meowed a "whew".

I said thank you,
But, he had to...

He took me in as a pet,
Drove me out to the vet.

He now keeps me as his,
just for the biz.

We do magic shows!
Man, this really blows.

I didn't ask for this!
I guess, I can't really run away into bliss...

I walk into the dark endless hallway.
Afraid of what may jump out unexpectedly,
hoping you'll hold my hand through it all.
You tell me to be positive, everyday, to trust you.
So I have faith in you.
But, how can I ever know for sure,
that you will also worry for losing me?

Your strong arms, held against my waist
Your warm lips, pressed against my face

The wind blows, and my hair is hiding us
From the world, and all its fuss...

Show me thumbs, say it's alright
Tell me "take it easy, take it light"

Stay with me, this winter's cold,
Stay with me, I'll remain in your hold.

Lay with me, I won't get up and leave
When I'm yours, you won't grieve.

Just only this snowy day,
I'd like you to stay...

I promise you, I'll be
As long as you're with me.

With your fire breath, blow away the frost
I'll find ground, 'cause right now I'm lost
Melt my stone heart into your magma
Help me solve my enigma
In return I'll keep your beat going
We can save eachother from the aching.

The delicate moments between us are what make our love
read between the lines
It's subtle but screams in our hearts and is heard
With just three words
Which could never sum up to the equivalent of what we'd do for eachother.
We try to say "I love you"
But we feel it all in our gazes, held for a fragment in time that is frozen when our words are
                                                              speechless.

The media made who I am today.

It told me what I want to eat, 
And what I really should eat.

It told me who I should listen to, 
And who I shouldn't listen to. 

It told me who my friends should be, 
And gave me standards for people.

It told me how boyfriends should be like, 
And then what he would be like.

It told me what cool was,
And what wasn't cool.  

It told me how I want to dress, 
And how I don't want to. 

It told me what I want to be, 
And what I should be. 

It told me a personality, 
And what I shouldn't be. 

It told me how to act, 
And how not to act. 

But what's left of me? The girl screaming inside, let me out! 

So now, my body, left. (not the healthiest)

I dress like everyone else, ("Cool" popular brands)

I don't know who I'd be friends with. 

Heck, I don't even know me.

I'd change my name 
Erase my mind 
From where I came
It's just not kind

Since the path I've belonged to
Doesn't exist anymore
And it's hard to be true 
Because it's getting to my core

I've got no place to go 
Feels too incomplete without you 

Was too gullible to love one so
Since I didn't even know

So happy one minute, 
Dead the next.

I'd rather fall off the face of the earth.... Just to fall back next to you.

It seems as if I'm left behind,
The skills I have don't mind

Everyone's moving on,
Soon they'll all be gone

We're going our different paths,
Focusing on more than just maths

It'll be hard to leave
But it's what we'll achieve

After our years of learning,
We shouldn't have to be returning

I can always shout to you,
And we can both start our stories a new.

What is one to do?

When hope is lost,

in those among us,

and in ourselves...

When love just isnt enough,

and no kind words are of help..

What is one to do?

When we're living

but events go by

to question who we are,

and who we were before...

Do we just let go,

or do we stay shadowed

behind restrictions and keepers...

Or is it simply the hostile state of confusion...

that will do us justice by itself?