It cuts deep.
to know your motives.
hidden in vast memories
you know within.

Fooling one's self
for once not to care.
but everyone sees
your wear and tear.

to the teardrops falling
the wounds you wished to heal.
agony is in the spirit
a love lost, he fears.

to the burst of emotions,
the hands of time you can't reverse.
people will always give you
advises you cannot seem to hear.

You finish your day
waiting for another tomorrow.
scars that time cannot heal
happiness you tend to borrow

Stand still warrior,
This is just a test.
A passage in the canyon,
could be a beast's nest

See you in the warfields,
we'll be wounded but alive.
Stick to the command,
have faith,you'll get by

A Young man in you,
know your beginnings.
don't get startled,
hold on to your baseness.

Stand still brother,
we are captives of time.
a Slave of the past,
swing your sword in free in gust

Years will be waiting,
for a drop of hope.
miles we'll be climbing,
up this steep fatal *****.

Acceptance is the key,
to satisfy urges.
a positive air,
flying in ages.
a victim,
drug planted in her own chest;
waiting patiently
to solve her own test.
Admit it.
as you read these lines,
you mix ideas;
in your own gloomy mind.
I'm odd,
and decision is in merit.
you being an espionage agent,
I really don't like it.
**** your memory;
as I burn photographs,
attitude's the villain
my glass will be full in a snap.
I've crossed the river twice,
and there's no turning back.
Dead as the dark sky
you're only just a member of the past.

I need a place to release this angst,
without harming a soul,
without reloading this gun.
If I had one.

Dying the whole day
bleeding, without earphones to pull,
with angry pulse beating like hell
Kept words keeping my cool.

Enduring sick people
overshadowing my pride and ego,
over thinking the moment
between staying and letting go.

Between satisfaction and odds
you did not ever imagined,
Called all the demons
stuck and still, doing nothing but aging.

Tired of this junkyard
cannons are waiting to be lit,
now enter explicit thoughts
biting teeth and hideous grit

She have created a world,
that she did not know.
have appointed a pawn,
to build it for her.

Waited until it's done,
never ever sat on it.
No worries and second thoughts,
trusted on her mighty wits

thought this was good,
Will make her the master.
To go with the trends,
of this fast phased ambience.

Did not care on the work,
Showed a little effort.
while the poor pawn,
was proving his humble worth.

stayed late,
worked overtime.
to polish the demands
of the demanding divine.

while Time had flee,
the so-called universe was done,
completed the systems,
of holy progress crowned.

Yes! she was overwhelmed,
without knowing the details,
as she takes the merit,
the deed and the title.

Not until a flaw,
was shown and highlighted,
because of her ill leadership,
issues have ignited.

why and why,
are the repeating questions,
all thrown to the poor pawn,
gazillion revisions.

Yes she knows why,
but she never cared.
you can't approach and talk,
but the mood was always there.

All the issues,
resulted from the unobserved.
Scattered around,
up down onboard.

And you can see,
the blame is always there,
for the incomplete universe,
she want's to give and share.

as she pushes the pawn,
off the high cliff,
with spikes and swords,
sinking quicksand beneath.

as the Queen wants it,
the fame and popularity,
easily shifts mood,
cannot adjust to scarcity.

As she blames it,
to the skilled pawn,
turns to her scapegoat,
to protect her own

to misguide and uplift,
one's own selves.
to project a good image,
and please the elves.


as she was pressured,
by his lord King,
yes! she's pressured,
without a wink.

and she had slaved the kingdom,
for a long long time,
oh darkness ruled,
as she drinks her wine.

Until the pawn had chance,
to gather alliance,
break free from slavery,
come and hear the mob's chant.

Until they realized,
that they are abused,
given a title,
that is always misused.

Until the pawn reacts,
had the ultimate break.
saw an opening,
and it's zap, it's checkmate .

Spill some of your yourself,
Sweet southerner,
your smile graced,
chants a lost stranger.

Carried the spirit
of positivity and cheer.
Divine charm,
ah, your sweet voice I hear.

I've married your graces,
your poise is unimaginable,
heart's melted
attitude's desirable.

How I wish,
I can have you with me;
oh, Sweet southerner
let me take you to my city.

where we can walk;
like there's no dead ends.
where we can eat,
all the delicious cravings

where we can satisfy
our needs, In our precious ways;
my dream, Our days,
Under Sweet southern rays.

Pass up until you have it
Wait up until you need it
Tell me the password
I’ll show you and light it up

Give me a valid reason
Inhale until you’re weezing
What are the magic words
Flunked conversations

You have the pedigree
I’ll stay up until your free
Blank revelations
Song inspiration

Pass up until you need it
Don’t rush you’ll have to save it
Tell me the password
I’ll show you and light it up.

They give you lame advices
Trippin’ the lane you’re passing
Timely decisions
They’re on a mission

Talkative boy’s on fire
He gets the double score
He does no picking
Swimming on double rivers
—

I’m just another option
The secondary mission
When he’s out partying
Practically speaking

Pass up until you need it
Wait up until you got it
Tell me the password
I’ll show you and fire it up

Give me a valid reason
Inhale until you’re weezing
What are those magic words
Anticipating

Stay put your inner spirits
Hit it until you miss it
What is the password
Tell me the magic words

My life is very tragic
One hundred percent logic
No fun and happy games
To feed your spirit

Show me your hidden feelings
Give me a point for living
Anticipations
And convolutions

—
Pass up until you say it
Wait up until you keep it
Tell me the password
I’ll show you and light it up

Give me a valid lesson
Inhale until you’re teasing
What are the magic words
Dumped conversations

Never to be belonging
Clingy from floor to ceiling
Am I assuming
This love is blooming?

I’ll take you up the mountains
Reserve a room what happens
I don’t initiate
The pathway to heavens

You may be here just wond’ring
Why are we doing nothing
I am a loser
But never a user

Now you’re showing your body
You are getting too naughty
Tell me the password
I’ll keep it then light it up

—
Igniting the inner senses
Decluttering all the messes
What is the password
Tell me, I’ll act it up

Pass up until you see it
Wait up until you touch it
Tell me the password
I’ll show you and fire it up

Karma to the leader who spits fire,
power to the unsung and the fellow youth.
Karma to the selfish king who's hungry for credits
power to the silent minds who makes it happen

Kudos to the spirits who never raised a flag,
One's who move to ****** the corrupt and the imagery.
Down the castle walls of greed and mainstream barracks,
Time will evade the white cloth into jet black.

Power to the youth of silent hearts and quiet souls
Never surrenders naked in front of a blistering snow.
Time is the weapon, the rule is very sober.
In time you will rise, and dethrone the master

You're a hotshot,
straight from nowhere.
told the firsts,
Cheers, lies have no fare.

It's only you,
Said you are the best.
Thank you for taking part,
by doing the self-tests.

Because you're a self proclaimed pioneer,
Never a second best.
you're unique
just like everyone else.

Congratulations buddy,
For taking the time you got,
Job well done,
for keeping your mouth shut

Notes have shifted
to a higher ground.
tampered ideas
fluxed and drowned.

Ailing to breathe
on what ever means.
still a second choice.
has a champion to beat.

Legs are tired,
but giving up was not an option;
repeating agony
on love that has never blossomed

Still unnoticed
despite of all the fuzz
unsung and lowered
on his esteem and self trust.

How can you move
frowned dearest little boy.
when all you can do is stalk,
her little boy toy decoy

Without a question
you dropped badly.
without a help
and a friend to carry.

How would you survive
this grueling abduction?
without any kind of confidence left,
your ego's submission.

Time to reflect now
have we stayed on the verge of our victory?
pain is relative and constant,
makes us down and weary.

Wounded but fighting,
why ******* this good day sunshine.
pain makes us shift paths
from this point to another side.

Changing and running,
efforts you've given are diffused.
now you're mad again to the world,
hurt is the catalyst you abuse.

When you want change
but you give awe by playing the same hits
over and over, your ill advised murmurs,
are hiding in your ego and ****.

Don't blame people leaving,
******* your attitude mister.
We are high and rebellious as ****
face your kind future sinister.

She's all frail and gone, gone is the mood.
She's all frail  gone, gone is the mood.
without further notice and touch,
Done and dull, gone for good.

I met a new girl, waiting to be loved.
I met a bad, bad, bad girl, waiting to be loved.
She's the new girl in the neighborhood.
And I want a some new blood.

I was horribly trapped, caught in my own deeds,
trapped with my own, back-stabbed,  caught in my own deeds.
Burdened with this new love,
with this bad, bad girl, in my dreams.

I want to draw the line,
and move on to greener fields;
I want to leave everything I have
and start new foundations to build.

I am sick of the system,
despite of the efforts that was seen;
being one of the soldiers
losing battles, I redeem.

I have nothing against you people
but my resource feels un-blessed,
equality is unexplainable
until you give up your kindness.

Bonds you wished to retain
are welcomed by abusive strains,
of guilt and forgiveness
in the back of your heart, blamed

untamed and rebellious
but still you manage to handle,
the fairness you wished for
your puke that you've gargled

until the last blame
becomes a memory of the past;
you wake up tomorrow
doing those same old task.

I regret the times
I've had worked with you.
an inventor of scenes,
Stories untrue.

You tend to drop names
during critical moments,
you only knew errors,
for all your concerns.

A big ******,
you trashed our systems.
never knew your own process
even yourself you can't process.

A pin pointer blamer,
is all you know.
how you do your work,
for a mind that is too slow

Know the art of proper escalation,
where to go, which is which.
before you blame your computer,
blame it on your face, *****.

tame like a grenade
that's waiting to be dropped,
hold on to the extent
as you are about to erupt.
your release is ready
it had reached it's peak.
Sizzle like a hot rod,
Extreme overheat.

Despite of your honest intentions
One will come up
and blow your dreams away.
Some will seek
all of your flaws.
gather them up in a jar,
and emphasizes it
until all seemed sour.
Despite of your humble beginnings,
one will find your bread and butter.
will treat it as no brained boast,
it will backfire to you
at all cost.
Despite of your dangerous acts,
that proved to be a game winner.
Despite of all your heroic antics,
that could have mattered.
They will not see the good in you.
Until you're six feet below.
until you are gone.
until everything is over.
when there's no reset button.
and all are messed up.
you cannot see what is in front of you
despite of your heart,
and your mind,
numb and faking
unstrung and broken

Seems you're mile high
and you are flying in bliss.
the way you spit your fiery words
makes the mob wish they never exist.
languages and words
that are traced back in barbaric days,
you **** your people's spirits
when your profound arrogance plays.
you dismay our most positive days
just like metal plates ******* on our backs.
whilst you heavily strike us
with your poisoned tongue whip
hidden on your large build cast.
I cannot wait more
sum up all the hearts you break.
We cannot wait on the day you'll bend
that all of the elements will have its revenge

The road that paved way,
To pure hearts that is guided by light.
Gave way to the love,
That is unbreakable by rights.

And it cuts to feel inferior,
To hear the stories and build events,
When all you have is your passion,
This music tears your heart to pieces.

A sudden feeling of vague insecurity,
Tortured heart ventilated through puff of smoke.
To know you are the most opposite,
Tendencies  your mind notes.

Standing on my own
My mind rushes ideas no one wants.
Killing thy self with fires,
Playing music yourself cannot dance.

Memories and scripts,
Realized and clearly intertwined.
Can't wait any long
Left alone and tired.

Heart is wounded and broken,
The stories are heard.
Funny how the one you love most
Is the only person your tears deserves.

He's the man from Manila,
getting the chicks all the time.
ride them up inside his Innova,
to do some fine time.

Wakes at four in the morning
to jog with his k9,
trains hard by the baywalk
until the big sun shines

With paws like bear,
that is crippled forever,
call him one time,
and he'll snob you forever

Grabs up his phone,
calls his "honey-pie"
quit smoking they said
but occasionally tries

He's the man from manila
the governor, who loves the tech.
A guy with a macho body,
But has no neck

A love's not love
when there are doubts;
you cannot handle the wild birds at night.
when you worry for future's light.

A love's not love
when one cannot accept a person fully,
on what he is,
the things he do, skin and actions.

A love's not love,
when beliefs are unparalleled.
when the wisdom imposed,
you cannot digest.

A love's not love
when you cannot change and swallow changes.
when there are limits.
when green grasses are replaced with fences.

A love's not love,
when one cannot level in the expectations,
when boredom strikes,
and the light on the candle burns out.

when you got strucked by the feeling,
that you promised to change
but you've realized in time
that you cannot execute.

when the promises are broken
and the emotions are just plain emotions.
when the old true love dies,
you can do nothing, not even potions.

A love's not love
when you are in the dark stalking.
when you've realized your mistakes.
the things you're missing

Times like this,
you plug in your earphones,
you appreciate all the music.
without any warmth.
your presence is winter.
giving you chills,
sending shivers.
moderation is a fault.
the silence overreacts;
when you feel it
it gives you that boost,
to support your downed ego
as you travel,
you're an outcast.
you knew it well
as you think of tomorrow's task.
when suffering climaxed,
volumes are at peak.
puff your airways
until you're weak.

We are deeply saddened
by the news we heard.
Another little angel,
Had flown like a bird

Left the shoulders,
of her hoping mother.
No one wanted,
Hearts are burdened

This precious angel,
Did not get the opportunity,
for only few hours he lasted,
then he entered eternity.

I bow unto my hat,
for I am saddened,
Facing the cross,
pointed on ground cemented.

We are deeply saddened,
Extremely in grief,
Please be strong my friend,
don't be deceived

Just stay on track
don't be dismantled,
Trials come, for something good,
It's the way God wanted

prayers, prayers,
Just have faith
for The light will come
some other day.

We all feel insecure now and then,
even without infidelity lurking in the background.
We don't deal  with *******
but some people are just bullshitting in the background

People wear masks on standby, maximizing opportunities.
Just like crows waiting for the right time,
to attack and slip between lapses,
lapses you and I just don't mind.

I personally feel bad dealing with these thugs,
as if I have nothing against them,
I'm just having a hard time to hide and let them pass through
I'm always a giver in this game.

Forgive me if I'm this cold,
I'm a first timer to live in this house of odds.
I preach art and believer of reality
and I cannot easily hide my thoughts

Jealousy stings and hurt sometimes
and You have nothing to prove to me.
it is just the natural outside forces
that is is getting into my nerves, It kills me.

It attacks you in the night ,
with swift breezes of coldness.
thinking of the possibilities,
that everything's changing.

It bites you in the heart,
that same feeling that stings.
even your most cold-hearted state,
can never run from this fate.

the questions, that gives cuts,
Leaves a feeling of being alone.
Now you are having a negative thought,
without any obvious reaction thrown.

Without a direct want, need,
moments seeking for comfort.
seeking for a small talk,
to patch all the given efforts.

Flee from this illness,
where cure is a mist,
of anti mallice,
eaten by the insecurity beast.

You do not want to involve,
because the hurting is true.
and the sad part is,
they misunderstand you.

Shadows you are playing,
but recovery is a mere imagination,
a wishful thinking it is.
save me from this depression.

pressured by the happenings,
all you seek is comprehension,
a wishful thinking it is.
save me from this depression.

Burned by the talks,
everywhere's misactions.
maybe you need to go,
If leaving can be an option

Words vaguely hidden
inside a woman's heart.
has depth and camouflaged
feelings kept aside.

Possible Happiness
a noble man subsides,
chivalrous as given.
Kept thoughts and play blind.

Cold cloud we feel
are kept with out most intentions.
to free our souls wrapped from grief
and unwanted strings of tension

Obstacles we face
apprehensions we self drive;
Time is inevitably given,
through this pain we slide.

It's so delicious, I can almost taste,
A cumbersome feeling you copied and paste
like a feel of new shoes on a Monday laze
like a new washed car on an evening without haze.
'Tis penetrating your throat like menthol candy trace
curing your soreness while you tie your pretty lace.
It's like you're an attorney and you've won your case,
like a long and harsh run and exhausting chase.
It's near and you know you've almost conquered base,
as you sip your favorite soda in haze
while underneath the sheet of stars you gaze
as you seek for the path to this boring maze.
Slowly crawling  or extremely fast paced,
I still cannot seem to forget your beautiful face.

Seize the day,
see the sun and feel its heat.
an array of paths to choose from,
you have choices to beat.

Keep your confidence,
and held your head up.
Just take the first steps,
and now you’re ready and out.

Another day of war,
you have foes are just lurking around.
just maintain composure,
surely they won't get in your bounds.

For your defense is your poise,
and you won't let them drop bombs.
believe in your bearings,
you'll get by outside your grounds.

Seize the day,
A good sip to your coffee is a nice start.
Flee out of your limits my friend
go shine and make your mark.

Going with the flow,
Isn’t that hard to do,
But having those obstacles,
Makes it hard to get through,

Makes you wonder,
If all happened by chance,
or it was a humble result,
of what you have planned.

It makes you think
back from the start,
On what effort you gave
always leaves an open slot.

but what would be the effort,
if things didn't go,
if it did not fall to pieces,
like scenarios did not revolve

Like you're determined,
but you're not given the chance,
like you have all the chance,
but you got no plans.

Like you know the answers,
but you choose not to speak,
We have the opportunities,
but sometimes we are weak.

So where are we now?
Do you know the solutions,
you can guide me
if you want collaboration.

where there is a missing piece
In everything you have,
where the see-saw's down,
and sides are not balanced

Where everything's
a constant mystic computation!
Where ultimate chance, plus superb effort,
equals triumph,- the Success equation.

Do you know the reason behind these conflicts?
As we see the results of these evil tactics!
War had begun,even the sun got no clue,
Mind produced inventions, weapons making a breakthrough!

Catapults and ammunition scattered everywhere
as this century comes into fatal despair.
Nation's blame pointing through east and west,
Lies, false accusations and boundless protests.

Foreseeing the future, knowing the end is near,
Soldiers and tanks in full combat gear!
Millions of civilians, Innocent lives damaged,
as the battle of faith continues its rampage!

So called Leaders and kings pin pointing,
Naming names, questions the Endless blaming!
they all stood up, with a huge Pride in their heads,
as if there is no tomorrow, the way they slide their sleds!

Moving forward, as we trace the root cause,
what could be the weapon of the Big Boss?
is it the bombs, that could erase the whole city,
or the technology that was forsaken by your brother country?

Looking over, I realized something,
that it is not the suing of your Governments crying!
the root is in the word of your leader's direction,
who would have knew it could give massive destruction!

Ideas come like a pistol gun,
One click on the gauntlet,
Snap, it is gone.

Some thoughts are like birthmarks,
Forever they're established,
like a sculpture on a tree bark.

In our life we have a lot to think,
better be strong,
better swim or you'll sink.

daily living, We have to serve ourselves,
as well as  others,
who make life out of our shelves.

Their are places that seemed sanctuaries,
the ambient surroundings,
dejavu, good old memories,

But some places gives us despair
hopeless grin, in and out
of our closet bin

Only Few People care on what we feel,
They come and go,
whatever has got to deal,

better keep your feet down on the ground,
stay on levels,
all can change in a speed of sound

Can I have a rest,
for I am very tired.
of usual beings, come and go,
made us weak and little blind.

You're all over me,
thus, can I rest?
Everywhere I look,
You have proven me the best.

I am exhausted,
Will you let me be?
I cannot move forward,
on the the things I see.

Squeezed with the happenings,
I want a revamp.
release me from the past,
wicked sinked in swamp.

Sour flavoured outings,
did took a toll on me.
I want you to take charge,
Please let me be.

I want to relax,
my tired soul.
would you let me to rest,
or in pain come let me howl.

Can I have a rest?
Please let me so.
With you I found,
a partner to call.

Are you allowing me now?
please let me fall,
Down in questions,
sheered in a roll.

Are you allowing me now?
I hope you really do.
Can I rest?
..My eyes on you.

Sorry for the hardships
that have caused you pain.
I never mean anything,
it makes me lame.
we are shaped
by the life we live.
you know I have tried hard,
so hard it bleeds.
Please reconsider
this heavy closet,
close to my heart
never wished any bad facets,
of life and living in this cruel world.
My apologies for the bad
and the grind that is somewhat absurd.
with purest hearts and intentions
they won't believe.
pleading, guilty and down
for the things I cannot give

We need to cancel out
what is not right,
fight bureaucracy
put frustrations aside.
we are machines,
emotions barred and hidden;
what holds us is our internals
life as it happens.
Never blame someone for you disposition
move your rocks and go ahead.
life as you know and understand
is a deep jungle,
tomorrow may surprise us
a never ending sequel.
direct your feelings
towards a path,
where you are the leader,
untie your own knot.
your losses are not world's stress
instead you're on your own,
be at your best,
lead your life as it grows.
attitude's essential,
either you get the green light,
or get stagnant,
draw your fate at your own hands
pick your pieces and fragments,
help yourself
True Friends are just hard to find.
Given, Reality kills
deep from the inside.
Uninvited,
but still fighting blind.

carry your bones
all alone to your throne
never needing help all along
shoulder the weight
you dictate on your own,
you **** us with the gun in your tongue.

you spread and you get
demerit's all you bet.
the gold is in your hands my friend

We run and we hide
own victory's on the side
the crown is in your head, my friend.

carry your bones
with your army unknown
guide our decisions until gone.
shoulder that weight
you say you drive our fate
we are the frail followers
blood and sweat, merits you take

Feelings have grown,
exquisite as it can be.
brushes the immaturity,
running youth spirit  as they see.
unhappy moments
are faded and lost,
replaced by memories,
you and I hath toast!
never an ugly day,
in every hour we spent.
nice to hear your voice,
even music you have sent.
to every souls that listens,
enchanted by your melody,
enlightened by your Love
next to eternity!
true feelings,  have set us free.
have made a mark,  in 19th of February

So I guess I just have to go,
even Adjustment is a black hole.
I wanted to walk,
but leaving is only a show.

I saw the photographs,
printed and in old forms,
Reasons are meant to be hidden.
I saw the lie and it's bold.

I knew this was a unit,
Four years in the same stable.
memories were built,
solidified its humble worth.

so be it, dearest friends,
the best way is the parting,
I hate to go, and you know,
that it's better to be a no-show.

the so-called reputation,
Is getting in my nerves,
Do we need to get this,
bizarre, as we need peace.

So, No need to tell me,
I'll just leave and go,
You know pride is at stake,
This is a decision to make.

So no need to hide your outings,
It is crystal clear, is it?
but please don't blame my tendency,
to be an outcast in hypocrasy

I don't belong here,
anymore, I don't belong here.
I'll live this journey,
Righteous, alone and free.

For leaving is done already.
and I am sick of this tiring.
sure, count your friends in.
and Goodbye, dear earthlings.

All this time I've been staying late,
I see through your light,
Dancing in my tired, blamed,
Resting mind.

Never a second passed
Without your saved glimpse I cherish most.
I think of you always,
It's this sweet victor I toast,

Despite of the distance,
The miles and the times we're apart,
Love is felt, glows,
And shines throughout the night.

Covering up uncertainties
I want to kiss farewell and goodbye,
Wishing to feel your embrace
Next to mine.

I wish I can make you feel this kiss,
From where you lay down your bones,
A goodnight bliss,
A sweet midnight toast.

I hope we can share the night.
Hug you through these words I wrote,
Right now I'm hoping for your comfort,
I'll be thinking of you til' the time I woke

Despite of the stress and hassle of the day,
The sun rays and sweat,
Thankful to have your company,
I will love you until my last breathe.

A musician’s love
is unique and brave.
expressive, dug deep down,
any comparison cannot be made.

True by the heart,
as molded on his songs.
you’ll feel the honesty,
that blinding love can’t go wrong.

Anywhere in the world,
they are the best lovers.
just like a deep ocean,
an abundant giver.

you can never go wrong,
seeing the hurt inside their closet.
tears are hidden.
until they’ve found an outlet.

Honest as it can be,
Emotion runs like a massive energy.
affection so true,
letting go is never easy.

A musician’s love
is deep like a shallow sea.
is carved, not written,
is open but not so free.

disciples of their craft,
souls are here to love.
masters of artistry,
the passion is above.

above everything else,
He raises your wine.
Values every bit of you,
most especially your time.

shows more emotions,
dramatic and true,
A love that is burning,
the songs are like written clues.

A musician’s love
is never a fake feeling.
a true dedication,
is always what they’re needing.

Because you know there is no love,
like a musician’s soul can return.
when trust and passion is cemented,
A lost love is forever mourned

When we're apart
I am teased by your smile,
those black biles,
ego's left fragile.

I can barely touch you,
but it seems you're away.
unreachable by mind,
pleading to stay.

And when your signs
are just so unpredictable;
those gestures that cared
I cannot even decipher


and I am always in catapult
whenever I am in your field;
but this gut has its own thinking
whenever you are near.

And I'm just ready
to sail any oceans
and plunge
into this stage,
to hold your hand
with an open heart and mind,
to free our spirits
from this cage;
And I'm just ready.
to take one step forward,
to take the lead,
and be free,
and I'm just ready;
My sweet, Dearest,
will you sail with me?

waste my time
no talks, no activities.
burn money,
without a justice.

For wasting a thing,
does not mean at all
I will do everything,
to prevent our fall.

see me under the rain,
watch me sneeze.
no warmth everywhere,
Face the cold breeze.

For doing stupid things,
does not mean at all
I will do everything,
to prevent our fall.

See your suitor,
Accept the flowers.
even if you know the motive,
You still moved forward.

If he hurts you
you know what will I do,
in spite of everything.
You know I'll get through.

For I will mock him
even if he's tall
I will do everything,
to prevent our fall.

For I'll flat his tires,
for every bad call.
I will do everything,
to prevent our fall.

I may be a stalker,
or you can call me a troll,
but I will do everything,
to prevent our fall.