Beauty isn't hot
Beauty can seem ugly but it's not

Beauty is like a thief in the night  
Stealing my dreams thinking it's tight

But your Beauty can be anything! Can't you see?
Beauty is you, you are my life and you're always with me

Your Beauty is everything I need.
Your Beauty isn't on the outside but in the roots of a seed.

Your Beauty is something deeper, something I can't understand.
Your Beauty is marvelous, its like looking at uncharted land

Your Beauty is complex and not completely insane
But it's a sign of strength and happiness along with pain

Your Beautiful! That's something you need to hear,
Kylie oh Kylie you make me smile from ear to ear

Welcome to the real world she lied to me,
I wanna look back at my life,
I wanna scream to the top of my lungs,
I really don't know if this is the real world,
I never really lived the dream of the drama queens or prom kings,
Something's better on the other side,
Just plot that life out in black and white,
Still don't know if the world is real,
I wanna look back at my life,
I wanna scream so all can hear

The earth is slowly dying
To save it we have to try,
We need a solution to
Deal with polution
But it's too big a problem
We sigh,
So if we all join together
Everyone woman,  child and man
Recycle our tins
In green wheelie bins
And we'll save the world
Yes we can.

I lived
a life filled with futility,
where each day faded
into another.

I live
a life filled with moments,
each one humbling me
into sanity.

I will live
a life when I reach out to
others still fading
into oblivion.

late night poetry is never something good
it is either about a boy
something you never got over

being in love hurts yes

but hurt late at night shouldn't be so misunderstood

Hurt shouldn't be the constant nagging question why I care so much for people who destroy me

including my father's alcohol problem
and the constant nag to meet up to my mothers expectations

I shouldn't have to question myself as to why i feel so much
and try so hard
to make sure everyone is happy around me

Even if in the end they're the reason tears won't stop rushing down my dry winter cheeks
and why by body shakes in tremors from the emotions i keep pent within me

I wish I could shut them all off for good
not just for my friends, family, lovers, etc.

Being alone is the worst
at that time I would rather have no emotions at all

My muse?
She has a name, Carmen
We've got a lot of this
Energy,
Well, it's bubbling
And bouncing, pounding even
That's what's hitting the walls,
My jaw,
Time, money
Both I've spent way too much of
I wished s(he)'d hit me
But if so, here we go
Uh oh

Pour me another round friend,
set me up a other shot,
I want to celebrate,
hide,
get away,
escape from all this pain.

Oh & please
refrain from any judgment,
it's my money.
If I want to squander it
for even more misery,
that's my choice,
not yours.

And, besides,
why fight my request,
it's what you get paid to do,
I promise I'll leave
you a big tip mate,
pay you good money
for killing me
a little bit more
tonight.

Cheers!