Companions,
They may bark, meow or chirp,
Hiss, squeak or burp,
Pets or friends,
They're still there,
Priceless,
Irreplaceable,
Your companions,
Whatever size or shape,
Are the best,
They have their tough times,
Dogs are always pooping and peeing,
Cats always have furballs,
Birds ****... everywhere,
But,
Dogs always play with you,
Cats are there to let you pet them,
Birds are there to look... good and do tricks,
They may vary in intelligence and grace,
But one thing's for sure,
They're fun and exciting,
To see someone when you go home,
Someone to cry and lean to,
Someone that will always feel what you feel,
They lick you till you're comfortable,
Paw you till you notice them,
Breath at you,
Let you feel their heartbeat,
They have their different ways,
But one thing's for sure,
Their there to love you,
Companions till death,
Some might have shorter life,
But some have longer,
Than you can ever have,
Yet time always passes when they're there,
Love your pets,
Love your friends,
Companions are the best,
And with their presence,
You're sure to have fun.

From thin to thick,
Varying in width and height,
Glasses they cater,
Like food in a buffet,
To that lacking in eyesight that shows beauty and color,
True color as I believe,
Can only be seen by the blind,
To learn to appreciate what you have none of,
The advantage of that of the unseeing,
That is what we should truly see,
Like expecting the unexpected,
We should see the unseen,
And with that,
Truly,
Love is blind.

Break the chains,

The rope, the cloth,

Remove them from my body,

They're not really soft,

Erase me from your mind,

And let it all at ease,

Apparently I am dark,

I am ruthless,

I am nothing like a kind sheep,

Me, a monster,

Me, a lost, wandering soul,

Me, everything that a wolf should be,

It is I,

The one you hate,

The one you despise,

Moan not with satisfaction and pleasure,

But with an angsty, horrified and high-pitched groan

Yell not like how the waves hit the rocks,

But how a knife scratches glass,

Glass that would be broken,

Shatter me,

Yet you can't,

Because you cannot break a sword,

A sword that's already broken,

Sacred my secrets,

My secrets of my deep sadness,

It's not my darkness you see,

But the tears of my agony,

I show my catastrophe,

I don't give calamity,

Like a mirror reflects your identity,

My emotions,

My body language,

It reflects my animosity,

My life,

My well being.

Brown legs - he has,
Fear it, fear it,
Not me!
He is one who can fly,
Who has wings eyeing the beyond,
Anywhere, a pond,
A forest, a jungle,
It who can be whenever, wherever
Fear it with the eyes,
The eyes with multiple meanings,
Colors we see,
It sees differently,
Be scared, be frightened,
A skeleton of different capacities,
Its shell is its best commodity
Face him!
For he has risen,
Float and forward it goes,
Without grace,
But with confidence,
It rose,
With wings spreading like a butterfly,
Without beauty and passion it was,
Scared,
Me,
You,
Everyone,
It's... the,
Cockroach!

Fun, intoxication, partying, dancing, yeah

Dark, alone, bed-ridden, sad, depressed,

At the club, It's 12 pm,

Phone on my hand, looking at my feed,

With my friends at the bar,

Ordering drinks to soften up,

Scrolling down, the screen's so bright,

Commenting 'lol', but it never feels right,

Drink, drink at the bar, unending thirst

Take another shot, get another order,

Never gonna stop, because I know it's

Fun,

Where is my fun? Always alone, at day and night,

Crying till my pillow's all soaked,

So lonely, hungry all the time,

Laughing with my buddies,

Eating all the snacks, fries, chips

Jokes galore! Giggle, snicker and my loud laugh,

Sob, sniffle, a drama festival,

Why should I live? Why should I breath?

I should just die, be killed

Smile, kiss, make out let's have fun, fun, fun

The fun in life is always gone,

Beer in hand,

Knife in hand,

All goes to the body,

But in different ways they go,

Mouth,

Wrists or neck,

Live my life! Laugh and smile,

Die, **** myself, don't need to see the sunrise,

More days to come, for me to have fun,

More days to come, for me to cry,

So might as well live my life,

So might as well die,

Fun,

Fun,

I love fun,

*Where is the fun?

Quite fancy, it was,
How the British call their crush,
Like a friend said,
I do fancy her,
But like, as I say, would be a better term,
But best is her obvious beauty,
Sun-kissed and hugged by her country's pride,
Hugged, was the thing I wish I cold do,
But alas, only a wish was the only thing I cold do too,
Like a common teenager,
I fawned for someone I barely knew,
But with days just passing,
It felt like months and years were due,
With her time was just another word in the dictionary,
Just like fancy,
I wish she did too.

22, 24, 26
The dearest ages I oh so love,
My sisters, they are,
Closest to my heart,
With them I feel,
Like the sun is near me,
Warmth not heat,
Energy is around me,
Security is a sense they give me,
With their help,
My wisdom is true,
Forever shall I be with them,
In many ways than one,
Because already,
I have won,
My sisters are,
My trophy, my life,
No medal can match their worth,
And that is fact,
So is my love for them
In life they are my trophy,
Always with me,
A prized possession held closely,
With the dearest of remorse,
With the strongest of trust,
With the most powerful of love,
I see them,
They can bark like a dog,
Hiss like a snake, and scratch like a cat,
But like those animals,
They care for their young,
Light to darkness,
Heat to cold,
Food for hunger,
Water for thirst,
My wants and needs,
Do not outweigh them,
They are heavier as ever,
To my measuring of forever,

Sing, sing, sing
Come here and sing,
Vocalize,
Internalize,
Individualize,
In the center you are,
Truly a star,
You may be bad or good,
It's just all fine,
Be happy,
Be confident,
Never,
Be,
Sad,
Sing, sing, sing
Don't be shy,
Come here and sing,
Sing, sing, sing
Mark it on your head,
Be amused,
Amazed,
Never,
Be,
Convoluted,
Stay happy,
Make others happy,
Then everybody would be happy,
Because to,
Sing, sing, sing,
Is to be,
Happy, happy, happy.
S. M. I. L. E.

First I said it wrong,
Ending up with such a bad day,
Everything's confusing, weird, never alluring
Love is weird,
Such a bother, it is
Blood spills, not just for life
And not just for death
Dearly it became,
My relative's dismay,
Array, towards yander,
Nothing is never the same,
Feels, Bad, Man.

Forever shall I quench,
The thirst I have,
To have the knowledge that I never had,
Curiosity,
Man's greatest enemy,
Man's best friend,
The worst of the best,
And the best of the worst,
He who haunts me in my sleep,
The time he leaves this home we all live in,
Will never come,
He is there,
With us,
All the time,
Like a friend,
A true friend,
Both at your good times,
Always at your bad times,
Curiosity drives us,
He who surely wakes us up,
He who gives us greatness,
Fueling us to the better us,
Helping us reach what we want to be,
He is the circuit to technology,
The wood to fire,
The oxygen to the lungs,
He is fundamental,
He is mandatory,
Better than anything I have heard,
He is omnipresent,
Omniscient,
He is true, forgiving, and easy,
Yet he is false, unforgiving and hard,
He is different from anybody else,
At curiosity's peak,
Although it will be hard to find,
It'll take days to trek,
Days that will never past,
Generations upon generations,
He's there,
With us,
As a companion,

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Both are colors of my love for you,
Red seen as bold and velvety,
Bold for I am,
Velvety like my feelings,
Also thought as seduction, yet I prefer strong love,
The color's symbolism is as red as it can be,
Blue as the waves, for they express freedom,
So with the breeze, relentless and unnerving,
Such it is sadness, yet the opposite I deem,
Because my purpose is true,
Hey, can I call you boo?