The uninhabited white mettalic body crosses the sky
Risking its fall inch by inch,
Flying parallel to time
Creeping towards its unsure destination

The eyes sweep across vicinity
Searching for a cause
Looking for something but blue
Seeking a reason to fly

In the ocean of fog, it hovers for a decade
Terminating its fuel
Resting its wings
The uninhabited white mettalic body touches the sea

Somedays i wish to be an open book
Somedays i wish to be a jammed lock
Somedays i wish to have company
Somedays i wish to have peace and solitude

Somedays i wish to be someone else
Somedays i wish to be with someone else
Somedays i wish to be thin air
Somedays i wish to be the spotlight

Somedays i wish to be harmless
Somedays i wish to be happy

Withing four walls
Her agony echoed
Fingers dug in the upholstery
Leaving oval marks

White replaced black
The grip on both loosened
Caramel was chomped and chewed on
If only it lasted longer

Ere it was seen
She heard
Her agony echoed
Within four walls

All the memories came rushing by
From holding their fingers tightly to
them yelling at me to not sit too close to the tv
All the feelings shot at once
From feeling still in the sky at the swing in the garden to
Feeling sorrowful at their funeral

Rolling tears mixed with sky crying
Dirt on their grave apparently scented of their perfume
The wind wailed blowing  my hair aside

Gray face matched the colour of their grave now in front of me
Red top from Target  matched my eye
The darkness in the sky matched my life

Looking in the mirror once again
I see myself
Digging deeper for more regrets,mistakes,scars
As if I dont have enough already

All ink  all paper combined would be  less to describe the flaws and faults
All compliments would make their way in the old dusty brown box named lie in my head
All mockery would be approved and felt by each skin and bone
All deeds of past would help in staying up till 2am

Known for trying
To be someone I'm not
To mask the demon beneath smiles and laughs
To pretend to have more problems than anyone
To be perfect

Repel repel
Like magnets
Blue from blue
Red from red

I'll be the north pole, everyone else'll be the north pole
I'll be the south pole, everyone else'll be the south pole

Attract attract
Like magnets
Blue and red
Red and blue

I'll be the north pole
I'll be the north pole
I'll find my south pole
I'll find my south pole

All but few are blind to my soul
Found Layered with cracks and hole
Sometimes black or blue
Other times some dark hue

Dark for no one can see the real me
Longing from myself to be free
Light at the end of the tunnel difficult to find
They ask me if I've ever smiled