Quench the thirst
that’s been long endured.
A dryness that spanned
too many moons.
Forget not the song
of the morning bird.
Now rests from its flight,
and it sings and croons.
You played your cards and played them Right,
You should be proud, you won the Fight
You bit the bullet, just like superman Would
SO Funny Lots of folks never thought you Could
They placed your name in print, trying to throw you Down
When all was said and done, They were looking like a Clown
Now for the main attraction, Let's cut the Cake,
SO you can show the world you have what it Takes
It’s all automation.
The usual, what we are accustomed to.
To take part in the emptiness of this world,
Seems to be the norm.
The lights shining out of each individual's smile
are constantly swallowed up and CRUSHED by the bleakness of this sad, colorless world.
SMILE MORE. LOVE MORE. BE MORE THAN WHAT THEY WANT YOU TO BE.
No one’s forcing you to strip yourself of the things that make up who you are.
It’s just a twisted game our minds like to tease us with.
BE MORE THAN WHAT THEY WANT YOU TO BE.
if you were to rise
against the lashes
your spine bears
witness to.i know you
could burn the cities -
cries of your mother. or,
the cities tainted in
red, with the blood
of your father.
but, you don't.
for you know what it's like to lose
what you love.
(such is your love for a city that turned into rubble everything you
sadness covered by the facade that everything's okay when it's not;
Death in the back of my mind;
As I slowly **** time and unwind;
I guess I start to feel fine;
I go back in this same sad state;
Now I'm irate;
Angry at the world and myself;
I just load the gun and wanna shoot myself;
Get rid of all this pain and suffering;
Start a new life and be happy;
The real question is after all this;
Do you wanna be happy?