We sail
With the caravan
West Indies we go
The line that brought culture
To our homes

Demarcation
The pope commands
Spain’s spread
Across the land

Yellow, Blue and Red
The shield
The stars
And the abstract
Ecuador
Venezuela
And Colombia
The three countries of three colors
Neighbors in the land
Of Spain’s essence

Starting from East
Coming to the West
Claiming the land
When riches were command
Queen Isabella paid
And was soon repaid
With lands for home
For their country
Can expand the most

Voyages came
India was the destination
Confusion and desperation
They was sadly mistaken

Amerigo Vespucci
Was the man
Who confirmed this land
This land was named after him.
America was confirmed
To be the new land
Of a world so big
With high demand

Spain voyaged in the need of trade
Instead they discovered and claimed
Argentina, Bolivia , Chile, Costa Rica, Cuba, Dominican Republic, El Salvador, Guetamala and Puerto Rico and the Three countries of three colors.
Conquistadors fought and soread across the land.
A search for the riches,
The queen did command

Spanish
A beautiful language
From Spain’s influence
Romantic, sweet, and dramatic
The culture of so much history
Known around the oceans and the lands
Hispanic Heritage
Never forgotten
For how Grand

Starting slow
Speeding up
Felt unreachable
Just my luck
The car continues off
As I follow with lust

I keep following
Taking detours
Out of trust
Soon enough I hit a hole
But wouldn’t  stop
Due to my stupidity

How naive I was
For believing I could catch up
Instead I should of went faster
Not to the car’s limit
But to surpass her with my pride

She was not all
All to me
Is me
Not her
And her silly games
Of cat and mouse

I have finally surpassed
Forgetting my Obession
Finally at peace
Not begging for her attention

My Obession is done
Now I may continue on
With my pride in mind
Never to fall for someone again
But that would be a lie
Lust will soon rise again
Even if I don’t want it to...

The words that one can say
Can hurt a lot
Even though
The things they say
Shouldn’t have any meaning
At all
But they still hurt like a blade

Not very sharp
But enough to break
A mind
Not very kind
You might not even know why
They hurt you
In so many ways

You could
Tell a adult
As if it will stop
Sometimes it does
Or it may not

You can either stand up
Or Be tough
But you won’t hold up
Because the blows
Are too much

Soon enough you’ll break
As if you was glass
You must not shatter
Because this shall not last
You must move on
Or you won’t last long
You need to be calm  
For you can stay strong  
Don’t let them hold you back

I am like a fish out of water.
Yet it's too shameful to cry.
Struggling to breathe
Letting out as much as a sigh.

They know where they’re going
And brush past my shoulders.
Like a stream that never stops flowing
The water gets colder.

I will never see the end.
They're going places and they’re going far.
And I am who I am
But who I am is not who they are.

Am I a fish out of water
Or a failure to manipulate?
Am I going against the ordinary
before it is too late?

Is it the wrong way
If I choose to stay put?
Is it wrong to stay
If no one else could?

Maybe one day I'll push through them.

You said pass me the blunt
But I wasn’t done
You told me to hurry
But instead I scurry

Urging to breath
And to release
But always needing some heat

Pass me the light
I need to feel right
Only if I could stop
I would feel alright

But all I did
Was get blazed
Instead saved
Only if I didn’t feel at blame
For me being a mistake
I wouldn’t have
Taught you to forget
By getting your state of mind
raised

Now it’s a bub
Now it may go
But my state of mind will stay high
until there is hope
To help me
Redefine