we are fire
i am the orange ember, the coldest part of the flame
you are the white hot tip of at the head of the match head
it sometimes flickers blue

you are blue
i hate blue, i always have
i am red
making purple sounds like a delightful endeavour
but i am reminded of the love bite (why are they called that)
that you left
it was purple, it hurt for weeks
it turned green

i hate you.
i hate blue.
i hate the white flame.

My love for you
It's hideous
You are an angel from above
I'm the devil from below

You never would've notice me
And probably never should
But you see I'm as greedy as the devil
I will want more than given

You who are the light
Is bright for me in the dark
I wish for you to love me
And be able to be your equal

But I should have never crossed your path
I dirtied the light
Something like me should've never touched

You screamed to my face yelling
Go away
Maybe if I died will that soothe your pain?

I should grant your wish
Maybe then you will think of me more
I just hope you know that I love you
And that I'm a disgrace
I took your wings and bounded you

I know for a fact that it will heal
You beautiful wings will once again appear
Don't worry I'm nothing compared to you
My death will be nothing but a lullaby to you
I wish you good luck with life and all
I love you so much that I will fall for your part
You can fly once again that's all that matters
I would give my life to see yours fly higher

I love you so much and that does not matter
As long as you succeed in life is all that matters
So I bid you goodbye forever
Now I will forever be nothing but a forgotten memory.

It's been fourteen years since the fire in my eyes started to ignite.
Everyday is a different battles that I have to fight.
Words are the guns that would **** me if used right.

'Lil ol me would never put up a fight.
So of a sand bag taking punches,
Every punch being taken rips the bag , letting presious sand flow out.

Being a new solider in war where veterans surround and judge your every move,
will constantly break you down.
Pushed around for not knowing better.
To be used until your no longer useful.

Sooner or later the fire burning in my eyes, will die out.
My will is what keeps it alive, but once it runs out
You'll never hear a sound escape from my mouth.

You've been living for years,
but for all those year you couldn't see
You see neither the world nor me
This world is so beautiful
So wild and untamed,
but you're to blind to see

After all those years you've been living
Still you couldn't see
The beauty of this world
How it was the birth
of wildness and the free

Yet you still say it was born
Only for our use and our orders
So you call me blind
For not seeing what it's worth,
but the worth of this world is priceless
If you can't see then how
Am I the blind man
When the only person who's
truly blind is you.

"you're depressed"
they say.
"you won't go to class
you won't eat
all you do
is sleep
you're depressed"
they say.
"i'm surrounded by failures"
he says.
dad, it's not my fault
i don't want to go
"i'll have to think about this all day"
he says.
me too
dad.
"i have psychological stuff wrong with me
from trying to deal
with all of this
the least you could do
is go to school"
he says.
i can feel the slam of the door
in my ears
"you're disrespecting me"
he says.
i told my bestfriend
that i'm not eating
not sleeping
or maybe sleeping too much
i told her
i blacked out
lost all sense
of hearing
seeing
feeling
fell down
"you're depressed"
they say.