He is sick in the mind
He is terrible and turned
Toward a dark scene
He can not leave

My child is hurt
So he hurts others naturally
He doesn’t try
He just does
But here is the catch
It’s not his fault

He didn’t choose any of this
He just went through ****
That lead to this
He never tried to hurt anyone
But he did
Because he is broken
Because someone hurt him

He watches time go by
As if it’s the show he watches over time
So invested yet not envolved unless asked by the screen itself

He cries when someone dies ofcourse
He turns in bed as he remembers what he saw
He feels what he sees no matter what

The boy is me
The child who needs help
Is the inner me
My child is scared of the world
I am his cover
To shield him from the world
But keep him engage
To help himself
But please help the child from within
Myself

Short and Sweet
Bitter and long
Depends on what we believe on
A story
Or a deep meaning
To bring a spice to your thoughts
I wonder if you get my memos
Like Spider-Man on the watch

Why am I writing as if it’s important
Does typing count as writing
Probably not but that’s not important
What is
Is what next word I’m going to type
Will it be deep
Or simple
Or just a little dull like my recent ones
All depends
Am I a deep
Or a controversial writer
And am I a writer if I type through piece of glass.
To share my thoughts to history and publicity.
For a little encouragement to keep me busy.
As I’m going crazy with my school drama
And rambling of random things
That aren’t important for me to remember as years go by
But bothers me more than a Sunday night

Yeah you took the things we loved
Yeah you got it all
But did those things really matter
Without you at all

Take a step
Either too far forward
Or too far back
Well you could stay in place as well
But who likes that
Maybe it’s  calm and relaxing
But you’re not spinning the wheel
It’s death waiting for it to stop
So stop thinking hard about back then
Or later from now
Just keep going and take a proud look
Around.

I am thankful for a friend.
I wonder if she is happy enough sometimes.
I hear sometimes a little shiver in her laugh.
I see her smile decrease when nothing progress.
I want her to know her pain has caught my eye.
I am not the best person ever
So I decide to help others before their mistakes.
I pretend that I am happy to put a smile on her face.
I feel like she needs a friend to fill the gap in her heart.
I touch her to let her know I’m here.
A little tap to bring her back from gloom.
I am appreciative for her being her.
I understand I should not intrude but
I say she derserves better than me leaving her to rot.
I dream about her being happy instead of me.
I try because I hope my dreams become reality for her I hope.
I can help or she can get help.
I am glad she will forever be part of my heart as time goes by.

Flying down
With a strike
Holding down at pleasant
Starting off big
Coming down to Towers
And already hitting the 10 mark

Agrresivily playing
With a scar in one slot
And a pump in the other
Knocking and eliminating
Lastly dominating the fields

From above
Supplies for you to take
And make a mark on the enemy’s face
20 on the mark
Only 5 more to fight

Attacking instead
Of hiding in a hut
To get trapped and clapped

Now it’s 1 to 1
Only one will win
All depends if you’re aim to trap to win
Or swing with all your might
In the barrel of a scar

Victory royal
But sadly you only
Got 24
Because you weren’t good enough for
A 25 **** streak