Where do I belong?
I can't continue this song
This song of my life
This sadness in my heart's  rife.

I have considered them wrong
I'm living in lie for so long
What am I to them?
Do they see me the same?

No matter how I look at it
I can't seem to fit
Their bond's too deep ,
For me to catch up and dig.

They won't even listen on how I feel
They wont!  I'm always concealed
I'm nothing but trash to them
They wont accept me for who I am!

Hear the echo
Of my never ending sorrow
Listen to the numbness beating of my heart
Listen as my soul depart.

This place's too dark
Hark to the soundless harp,
hark to my garbage life!
And see through to the darkest night.

My days with you
Was a dream came true,
My hours at night  you whom I seek
Every minute every second that ticks.

You're the reason of my every smile
I haven't been this happy for a while,
Since then I was longing to be love and admired
And here you came sudden and unexpectedly undesired.

I never knew that it'll be you
Because I was expecting other than you,
But now God have given me a fille like you
And that you have made me acceptable that I never knew .

I am thankful to have
I am greatful to be love
I am blessed to be gifted
I am proud to be shifted
With you I'm content
And nor will be discontent.

What are we fighting for
This isn't justice anymore
Both sides fighting for power
For what cost are those
Bullets for
This only open another door.

An intro to the exit
Realizing that in your heart
I won't fit,
For yours was longed acquired
For someone like your vibe.

I was so upset
Thinking to die and reset,
Trying to evade in this situation
Caused by too much admiration.

I wish you'll perceive
That once you've made me believed ,
That I have a chance
On a fille  I've only seen once.

Now and then you give meaning to my passion
Though your feelings for me was an acute ration.
And even after this treason
I'll still be imprisoned in the same situation.


This is my last poem
That you'll ever bring home,
This is all I have to say
And at this last , On you I convey.