All the time we've shared
You said you've been nothing to me but honest
but why is it that up to now
I feel there's something about you I wish I knew

We're you playing like me from the start
but then got caught up in the web of lies
lonely hearts meeting at a cross road
and suddenly connected by hidden desires

Did you pity me while you witness my sadness from a distance?
You saw an angel weeping but doubt maybe you saw a demon
Did you stay for a while to see how angels weep
or because you're too kind you cannot leave

Who are you? Where are you from?
Why did you came into my life
when I was crying my teary song
My eyes closed that evening on a shore  
You came and whisper sweet nothings
my heart and spirit lifted up
Tear stain on my cheeks, lips forming a smile
and I thought all these years
I've waited and he finally came
but when I open my eyes
there's a silhouette in the mist
and you were gone.

Who are you? Why?

I am writing these poems
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.
So please excuse the handwriting
Which may not be too clear.
But this afternoon by the lion's cage
I'm afraid I got too near.
And I'm writing these lines
From inside a lion,
And it's rather dark in here.

Oh, I'm being eaten
By a boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
And I don't like it--one bit.
Well, what do you know?
It's nibblin' my toe.
Oh, gee,
It's up to my knee.
Oh my,
It's up to my thigh.
Oh, fiddle,
It's up to my middle.
Oh, heck,
It's up to my neck.
Oh, dread,
It's upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . .

You feel nothing
Yet it is the worst of feelings.
Deprived of the power to feel,
it hurts in between breathing.
Emotionally unresponsive,
your mind refuses to think,
your heart refuses to hurt
but later you'll feel
something warm
making its way
from your eyes
down your chest
and you don't know why
coz you're numb.

Today I bury another dream
in my heart's graveyard
where no one weeps,
where it is dark,
where no angels trod.

Get your **** on
Don't be shy, girl
Take it off
This is what you want, to belong
So they like you.
Do you like you?

You don't have to try so hard
You don't have to give it all away
You just have to get up,
You don't have to change a single thing.

When you're all alone,
by yourself
Do you like you?

"I'm okay"* the biggest most well known lie.

                   That no one seems to notice.