Reality lies,
In ways the eyes cannot see.

//KZ.M

Tell a lie,
And tell me why
Tell me a story,
So I don't have to worry.
Be the one who's  bigger ,
Than a gold digger.
Say I hate you,
And tell me something new.
I will always remember.
The days we had in December.
But I Won't ever forget,
The day you told me that  everything we shared,
Was a huge regret

Keep it alive,
Keep it tonight,
For it is our time,
To shine bright.

I want to write a novel about silence,
The things people do not say.

There was no magic,
nothing.

All he wished for was a spark, some light.
nothing.

He looked at his reflection,
nothing.

He looked up,
nothing.

Down,
nothing.

But little did he know that behind him,
there was,
something.

There always was.

//KZ.M

For I am weak,
because im not heard.

For I am strong,
because i haven't  stayed silent.

For I am one,
who stands alone,
whilst you watch,
with your heart of stone.

//KZ.M

Take it.
Make it.
Inhale it...a lot.
Feel it.
Like it .
Become addicted like it doesn't rot.
Your choice,
Your own.
I should've known.

Tell me something I needed to know,
Something that was trueful,
So I could let go,
Cause I cant hide in this pain no more,
I need you,still need you.

New Territory,
Don't be sorry,
Just worry,
That you may not see,
Or feel,
Hear,
Taste,
Smell,
Because I'm near,
And I'm out to find you,
I'm addicted to a certain kind of sadness,
Silence,
But I'll admit,
I'm going to be glad when it's over,
Because then,
You're mine.

There is a lot of conflict in this world today.
I say it is evil.

There is a lot of hate amongst us all,
and I classify it as no love.

There is a lot of disgust towards those who are different,
I say it is a misunderstanding.

We still fight to become equal,
so we write our own sequels;
and the stories we classed as magical,
have now turned into something autobiographical.

where,
pain,
loss,
and solitude,
is now easily tangible.

//KZ.M

Tired Sundays,
What a fun day,
Make believe,
To fulfill my need,
To be happy,
At peace,
And to sieze

An intricate pattern,
Makes something feel soo valued,
Makes it soo unique,
Different.
So look at your reflection,
Your "flaws",
And look at how intricate the pattern is.
How unique it is.
How different it is.
Learn to love the way it is.

A few words,
Can have a heavy impact on someone.
It can make someone feel weak to their knees,
Or weak in their heart.

A few words can change a situation,
Life or death.

It can bring back memories,
Bad or good.

Most importantly,
It can either **** you,
Or make you stronger.

When you feel like there's no tomorrow,
You need to forget about all your sorrow.
You need to see the light,
Throughout your day and night.

For it is you who makes that decision,
But only on one condition.
If you truly want to go,
And feel like the world is a big no-no.

Tell me that you hated all the time we spent together,
That it was all a never.

Tell me.
You see,

You put me in the right,
When there's wasn't even a light.
You said that I need you,
And that you knew.

About the struggles I had to face,
And that I began to think life was race.
A race for who could finish it first,
Without the feeling of being the worst.

But you told me that it wasn't a race,
And that you had to **go at your own pace.