I'm not sure who or what I'm supposed to become.
Some believe they have it all made.
Others already succumb
to the pressures of life.

Too many people are concerned with vanity.
I've searched great distances to find who I am.
The fiery passion of wanderlust drives me to the peak of insanity,
could this all be a scam?

Where does it all stop?
Will it ever?
Am I made to just stand in the backdrop?
Or shall I go on living forever.

Chin up, I knew today wud comee
I ran in the store wit budda bean in da car
Budda bean ma puppy
He brown and he spotted like pokadot baby
I got me sum milk
Ma hart split and spilt like a flower falling aparte
Ma baby didint call me bak
Broke dis dull heart
Jakie poo
Pleese take dis dum girlie back
I'm always at your side
We will flow like a watering ***

life is a girl who sleeps on rooftops at 2 am, she is so mean ******* on candy cigarettes, sullen baby girl wearing sunsets on her hip bones. she is so so mean in rattling train cars into nowhere, and she has all your secrets in her pockets, crumpled receipts and melted candy bars and when he kissed you on the playground and tasted like peppermint schnapps and nothing nothing nothing.

your voice echoes through the vents of this house
and i'm thankful that light travels faster than sound
because i need to see you
before i can hear you
so i know when to plug my ears

as time goes on, the clock continues to tick.
the words in your head are a monotonous click.
the swinging of the pendulum just makes you sick.

everything passes and goes by too fast.
you’re haunted by questions you never did ask.
and as life drags on, you’re assigned a task
to pretend you’re not dead, while you’re wearing a mask.

it drives us insane, and we can’t wait to die.
and we’re wondering why all we can do is cry.
and the question that haunts us is why do we lie?

it becomes who we think that we really are,
we are nothing but the fact that we’re all covered with scars.
and now it turns out that death is all that we are.

i couldn’t tell if the black coffee got sweeter as i drank it, or if i just got accustomed to the bitterness, and i supposed i could say the same thing about you

XvA:
Walk in each other out, this distances seem to cease to another throne of treasure and kingdom of eclectic bliss, with your arms around me, at ease.


Meow:
Be quiet, my heart.
Be quiet for me.
I am afraid he will hear;
I am afraid he will see.



Xva:
Wounds sealed, scars vanished as love your felt beneath. Oh hope the moment doesn't squeeze since the truth we seek is within this undivided dream.



Be quiet, my heart.
Be quiet... please.
Don't dart out of my chest.
Don't race away my mortal beats.



As the branches of enchantment rises to its prerequisite tract, they intend to glow off an miraculous beam.



Be quiet, my heart,
He mustn't know this.
And if you are scared,
Whisper me your worries.


Visions of sacred bond began to flourish and while we swing through the blooming rainbow; for he found his queen and her king revealed.. <3

TYFR..love and live everybody
<3 peace &happinesss