Why must I feel
Like an alien on a distant planet
One and the same
To you.
To me, the difference is night and day
Rise up for the morning
As I weep for twilight.

Lesson for today:
"Think for yourself kids" is both
A truth and warning

Creativity, palatability
Delicate balance
With a potential for sanctity
Humanity's identity
Obsessions with the past
Spawn vicious cycles
That they grew to know
Through a blind perspective
Which they could never behold

Easy as pie?
Harder than fudge.
Difficult to come by:
A judge with no grudge

A picturesque visage
Defiantly cut off
From wilderness
In custody, to future generations

A tree sheds skin
Loses branches
Peels with the sun
Falling with the leaves
Yet it is still the same
Flaws and benefits
Until it is chopped down
Then everyone complains
About a tree they never cared for
Until it was gone

Swarmed with anticipation
Hidden
Away from prying eyes
Turn around
Here comes reality

Huh?
Why is everything so strange?
No need for a fuss
Just the way life drifts on by
Grasped around my neck
"Discipline your mind."

How far can I go
On the dreams of others?
Which do I own?
Should I say hello
If every day ends with
Goodbye?

We live in a time
Of impossible expectations
That require immediate solutions
Maybe that's why
We're all mad, down here

Show it off for all to see
Yet only scattered few
Care enough to view
Tragic evidence
Of algorithmic downfall

Sleepovers are timeless
Doesn't age like milk
2% of society
Agree with my notion
The rest
Like to raise a commotion
Too old to have fun
With a friend until the sun
Swaps out with the moon

Unknown circumstances
Chill you to the core
Bones quiver
Tremors take over
Look for hope, a sliver
A good luck charm
Such is a four-leaf clover
For I'll say this once
After broken days
Called a cataclysmic blaze
Learn right here and now
Some things don't always want
To hurt you
Please don't fly away
Not a cockatoo
Your faith will renew
As dusk turns to dawn
Witness this sustaining phenomenon!

Broken systems
Yield broken results

Misery follows misery
The pained inflict pain
Rememberance to semblance
By design?
What were the signs?
The messengers were silenced
By ignorance and violence
Amidst a flowerbed
Lies a wilting willow

Descended deep
Into a sleeping realm
Couldn't be believed
Unless in a film
The world bounced
Like the castle
At a 7-year-old's party
Giddy and pure
Yet when I leaped
Toward the clouds
The ground burst like a balloon
Descended like a fallen angel
What happened to those days?
When did the giddiness...
...get snuffed out like a torch?

Self-evident truths
Life, liberty, together
All for one, none else

Being humane equates to permanent pain.

Sons of the priest
Wash water
To burn it all on the altar
Every offering, pleasing
Crumbled, into essence

Bullets fly
But the damage is skin deep
Masquerade ball
But the mask is on all day
Crossing cultures
But the purpose is monetary
Fighting for peace
But fighting never stops
Running in circles
But the path was made
Noise canceling
But the meaning never penetrates
One side goes down
The other goes up
Not even ground  
There is no even ground

System remains unchanged
Cracks still the same
Paved with new foundation
...
Around the cracks.

Lost
Within the cracks
Kicked to the outskirts
Interest, only in seconds
Days, weeks, months
Then all at once
It dies like a passing trend
Youth and goof
It takes no sleuth to determine the facts
Forgotten and presumed
Awake and alive...
Nevermore

The one who has no love
Lives without a future

My mind is broke
To me
Everything is a joke
Must be why I never get along with folk
Laugh
Get back to the studio
Along with the staff
There's no show
Once you forego the status quo
Today we have fun
Until there is none.

No more order
No more justice
No more structure
All that remains:
Pure chaos
Actions went unnoticed
Doubt placed in those considered "cornerstones"
Such is the new way of living.

Looks can be deceiving
Bias changes how we perceive
Wise fools trust it anyway
Constantly naive

Twisted unity
Communication
But the signal is glitching
Connection to tension
Attention to projection
What's good is mine
What's bad is yours
Doing chores
But the biggest one is yours
Injection of rejection
Need a vivisection
For the parasite you infected

Once again, here we go
Back to the writer's room
Talking all about
What removes the gloom
Existential dread from the
Hippocampus
Dampen us
For no matter the source of the world
All things change
If you think not you're classified deranged
Yet some stays the same
Who is to blame?
I don't know, no need to shame yourself
For things out of control
Beyond the hands
We didn't create the land
Molded it fine
Grew crops to dine
Now everything changed on a dime
Except for what's inside:
Positive and negative energy
A joint duo held by lethargy
Familiar?
I don't blame you
Such is the way you were groomed
Born to consume
Ask yourself:
If it just hides away the pain
Should it be resumed?

Why must I be so downdraught?
Is it the ash in my hair?
Malevolent people?
Ego bigger than a steeple
Calling me sheeple?
Can only be a sheep with a shepherd
The only one we have is predatory:
Leopard
If life is soon to be a myth
Will we be regarded as legends?
Or just a speck in the universes' blessings?
Cosmic blink
From the eye of the divine
Since I was nine
I knew my existence could never be defined.

What is the point?
What can be saved?
What separates a goal?
What about a delusion?
What do we gain from idolizing material?
What future sins will we accept?
What is our calling?
What can we avoid from the past?
What things should be forgotten?

Nobel pieces
First place slot
Hard workers deserve those
Or so I thought
How long have I been faking?
Movie always in the making
Center stage
Should I gauge success?
Never truly felt impressed
All on the shelf, trophies of trophies
At the cost of a fee...

Struck down by time
Perfunctory
We all chase the days away
While begging for more

All around, up and down
War with sound
Brought down
To the depths of my soul
All I say is "farewell"
To who I was, who I could be
If only I knew what I ever was
So much noise, all around
Going mute, turning around
The choir bleeds with sound
Wailing now, flailing around
They have the world
They want the universe
All I need, all I desire
Peace with quiet
Quiet with peace

Who is an expert?
Who says that we shouldn't speak?
Who are you?
Who am I?
Who amongst us all is dead inside?
Who will bring peace?
Who can prevent our fall?
Who will help us all stand tall?
Who is our master?
Who is the chain?

The angels present themselves
Roaming throughout the earth
Shunning evil
Flocks and herds
Who escaped
To warn those they cannot save

Reflections change perception
Make those weak, vulnerable to deception
From the moment of its inception:
Do we truly know who we are?

Drive me down to Mars
The future of my kin
Worry breaks
Out on my skin
Such is the era
Full of it evermore
Feed the masses with the possibility
Of futures
Long-term
Not short and sweet
Drive me down to Mars
Show off the concept
Of
Hope

Where do I begin?
Complex to the matter
Wrap the hands of many
Silk embrace
Don't know where
Nor why
All we ever know
Is the "when"
Yet nothing to admit
Toward positive endings
Drown in our mentality
Pull the plug
What is there
Left to take out?
No low-hanging fruit
Too simple
Change the mold
Not frugal
Demonize the danger
Black and white
Subjective perspective
Never existed
It won't prevent
Us from looking through it.

We can make the world
Or break it further
Emptying our rage and worry
Onto a rock
Drifting through space
We can change the world
Then I see:
Decay
Trash, up to the knees
Paper bags flowing in a breeze
No more do I think
We can make the world
Instead
We can take away the world.

Dropped down to the floor
Excavated my valor
Glamour? Behind time.

When I was a child
I loved you
When I was a teenager
I ignored you
When I was an uncertain adult
I forgot you
Now that I am on the edge
Close to my expiration date
There's no one else in the room
To alleviate the gloom
So, I must admit
At the beginning I loved
But now...
I miss you.

Oh, I see clearly now
A new type of pride:
Family
Flawed as they may be
It only brings them closer to me

Up
On a hill so high
I'd touch the heavens
If my soul could qualify

Become rich
Not in currency
But in knowledge and understanding
So others can invest in your legacy

The crushed up
Dreadful
Rotten tasting
Medicine
Helps a lot
Yet
I'm not sure
If
The cure is all
In
My imagination

Not for fame
Nor for glory
He does it all
Because he can.

A beautiful restaurant
With beautiful people
Bursting with positivity
5/5
A+
Nothing negative
Smiles all around
Stretched so far
Cheeks creak like metal beams
Rigid but inviting
Yet...
Dare I ask
How did it get like this?

Process
To cure the hate
Cull violent endeavors
Shifting the cycle
Into a recycle bin
For when violence comes
We seem to purge the violent with violence
Unto us:
The new cycle is fully realized
Yet...
It is the same but disguised.

Tides that grow with every hour
We will always be the punisher
Kings and queens and presidents
No matter the place
The world refused to change
But we are not the whole world
Denizens of bored space
Children are born to laugh
Walking out into the sun
To fall into graves
With no ground
Now our pain remains
Most cannot change
Life still remains the same

Working toward perfection
Puts more tears in your collection
Such a disconnection
Disaffection on all fronts
No intersection of the heart and mind
Search for some redirection
How can you accomplish something with no concrete definition?

Learn to survive
Discover how to live

Plastic smiles
Surrounding me
Around the world for miles
Falsified liar's glee
You can show off your teeth
But beneath your eyes
I've found what's underneath.