Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Hes for me,
Not for yooh.
If by chance,
You take my place.
Ill take my fist and punch your face!!!!!!!!

roses are red,
violets are blue,
faces like your belong in a zoo,
dont be mad ill be there too,
only not in a cage but laughing at yooh!!!

"You two are gonna go out."
"You two are gonna end up together."
"Stop flirting with him."
"Second boyfriend!"

I don't want to.
I don't want to like him.
I don't want to date him.
I don't love him.
Not like that.
I love Sam.
Like that.

Why do I have to tell myself this?
Why do these thoughts cross my mind?
It's not right.
It's not fair he puts me through this.

I have a loving,
understanding,
boyfriend.
It's not fair what he does.

How he flirts.
Saying he's better.
More deserving.
But he's a friend.

I''m almost all he's got.
He needs me.
I need him too,
I guess.

But it's too hard.
It's too much.
He shouldn't have let it happen.
It's not my fault.

I can't keep blaming myself.
I love Sam.
He's amazing.
And he loves me.

Doesn't show it as much.
But I know he does!
He does!
He loves me!

i am crying again,
because of him,
because he looks so
perfect in every picture he
takes and in every sunlight
that shines over him.
i am crying again,
because i know he will
never be mine,
and i want him so badly.
i am crying again,
because i promised myself
that i will not fall for him
again. i guess,
i broke my promise.
i am crying again,
because it takes every cell
and fiber in my body,
not to go to the ***** bathroom,
cry it all out and make new scars,
because i am going to the doctor's
in the morning,
and i cannot afford my mom‘s
stupid lectures.
i am crying again,
because i love him too much,
and because i know he will
find the perfect girl someday,
but she won't ever love him
the way that i do.
i am crying again,
because i will never be
yours, g.
and i want to,
so much.
i am crying again,
laying in bed,
looking at your pictures
in my phone,
and i am crying again,
because i will never
feel your lips on mine,
ever.

the best often die by their own hand
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
why anybody
would ever want to
get away
from
them

A ray of dark light,
from a distant invisible star
spotted him sitting
in the circle of
soft, silver light,
"May I too sit with you
so soothing seems
your presence
its gravitational pull
will **** me,
if i am not allowed
to be in that delight
of light"
All he did was just smile
being equanimous,
"The choice is yours
the karmic design
prompts everything
and the consequences
of your action would
come back to you
like your pet canine"
without a word he
told this to starlight,
went back to his reverie
on being and nothingness
"What's the nature of light
in the heart of darkness?"
was his present "koan"

and then,
a disembodied voice,
called out to him
like from a well of panic,
"Effulgent being"
it lamented, "I lost myself,
seeing your kind aura
I forgot my real self
I am  a light, but, dark
now I am lost without a trace,
I don't find myself, help"

"Enlightened being"
said the one with focused mind,
I am not a messiah, just a
seeker like yourself
You had a quest,
that transformed you
made sublime,
you are there by rights,
have become one
with the silver light eternal,
even at the heart of darkness
you cherished a drop of light
love it was distilled from pain.
Look inside and see,
you are that, not darkness,
I am still on my way
be tranquil, I am blessed
touched by your heart."

Birds singing to us
About their lovely free lives
Flying through the air