You gave me a reason to live
You gave me a reason to laugh
And when I could not see
You were my eyes in the darkness

He approached me and said
I did it for her
I cried on the inside
Praying deep inside he will not notice

Maybe I did want him to
I wanted him to notice
The pain he causes every time he says
"It was for her"
It felt as if he reprehended me
Saying it was not for you

He said, she was his motivation
The reason for his heart yet to beat
Yet in my confusion
He has another
Can love do that?

Can love allow such a hypocrisy
Can love allow him to love one yet be with another
I would not know'
Or I cannot speak with experience

She loved him too
She cried when she found out
She was devastated and I comforted her
It hurt me like a blade piecing deep into my heart
But I stood strong for her

It hurt to know that he loved her
Was with another and I
I was alone

It hurt to have to stand strong
While seeing here cry
While I pretended not to care about him
I prefer to think it is not love
Because it would hurt more

But honestly I do not think it is
Because love is pure and he...
And she...
He said he would sacrifice everything for her
Yet pursued the like of another
And as they stood together

My friend cried and I died
I was jealous
Not only at the fact the he loved her
Or that her was with her
But that they could express their feelings openly

He asked,
You liked me, and I hurt you
Yet you do not hate me
And they said not to care
And I did not hurt them as much as I hurt you
Yet you don't hate me but they do
Why?

I said nothing, I said
It would hurt me more to hate you
But I really wanted to correct his sentence
He used in proper tense
He spoke in the past when it is really
The present!

I did not like you,
I never stopped liking you!

Never mind, I did like you
Now, I love you!

But what know I about love
I am only 17

What does it mean to be free
I mean truly free
Not the type where you have not chains on your hands
And call that freedom
Chains can be upon be
Without been able to be seen

Chains can and will take the form of
Liberty to trick you
So that you will not fight but be weak against the odds

Liberty is merely a wish
You can never be free in this world
You can never be safe and sound
From the tears and the cries of hatred
And simply by your own regrets

He walked up to his father
each step felt like a thousand miles he traveled
Each step got him closer to him
Each step was a victory against fear
against the doubts and question that would soon be answered
there he was. just one more step away

His father looked ahead at the distance
he was staring out in to the ocean
While a phone nearly touched his ears
The little boy felt his heart race faster than,
anything he had ever felt before
He was right there, right behind him

He was dropped of by a woman,
Was it his mother? it does not matter. not quite yet.
He wondered if his father was expecting him.
He wondered if his father wanted to see him.

He was standing there,
second after second felt like an eternity after another.
Each second that passed felt longer and longer every time.
He stretched out his hand.
He build up every bit of bravery he had and he did it.

He tapped his father to get his attention.
This moment in the little boy's mind played as if in slow motion.
He noticed the shiny black shoes on his fathers feet.
He noticed the dressing pants along with the matching suit.
And last, but simply not least,
He noticed the tie matching to the shirt.

His father slowly turned around.
He was looking out in the distance, thinking,
and calmly responding to the other line's question
He suddenly was distracted by his son.

He had a phone in hand, and he hung up,
He gave a small smile to the child
who wouldn't smile back unless he saw an Honest one.
His father smile yet once again,
then there it was forming on the boy's lips. a smile.
The little boy hugged him.

His father would never know how important
This moment would have been for the little boy
Because this was merely a dream still not come true,
of a little boy, a 21 year old,
in a cemetery staring down on the grave of his father.
Wishing his father would have hung up the phone
Instead of ignoring what could have been,
the beginning of a little boy's dream.  

Instead, the father
*Turned around abruptly, directed his finger
to tell the boy to wait a second,
and simply did not hang up the phone
He never hung up.

I have faith,
That I will find my way, and walk the right path
I have faith,
That I will not walk through the tough moments alone
I have faith,
That you are watching over my every decision and step
I know that I am complete if I am with you!

I lay down in the pastures of the southern winds
I live seeing the skies of the northern stars
I close my eyes to the sparkles of the eastern twinkles
I stretch out my hands into the thorns of the western roses.

Would you be biased if you knew who I was?
Of course you would
Otherwise, you would be 1 out of whole population
Everyone has some type of bias
You simply cannot deny it!

Tell me,
have you ever looked at a young teenager
in the middle of the night, with a hoodie on
walking by the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets
with torn pants and old shoes,
with a bandana ******* in this hand,
and think, oh he must be a nice guy!

If you have, you are the nice guy,
free of corruption and free of stereotypes
at least just on that point.

Have you ever seen a pregnant young girl,
standing on the side of the street
looking like she is waiting for the bus,
with regular thrift-store clothes and some old purse
and said, "she has a bright future ahead of her"

Probably, I mean I depends on what you know.
A large percentage of pregnant 'girls',
actually live under what is bad conditions

On the other hand, Have you even seen a young handsome man
with a nice suit on, shirt that matches the tie
shoes brighter than the windows of the building he will enter
oh and the posture, the complexity of success
with a small pin from Harvard University on the right side worn with pride
And said "he must have lied, cheated and stolen to get there"

Maybe not, Maybe yes, maybe...
It depends on who you know and what you have done.
I depends on who provides you with information

Here is a much simpler situation

Have you ever passed by a neighborhood,
lets say, ****** houses, ****** backyards, ****** décor
in a nice car, with your windows wide open
with you arm resting on one of them while modeling the latest
model of the "magical watch" you just bought

I cannot see you doing that.
As much as you did not do it on purpose
it happened

That is the society we live in, it is not our fault
we came into this world loving all colors
but somehow the majority opinion weighed more than
YOUR opinion.

You cannot blame yourself for thinking,
as long as they do not leave your mind
you see, there is a difference, with thinking and saying
there is a difference between lying and staying quiet.

you think, and stay quiet, with things like this.
there is a moment to speak up,
but to them, with insults, is not the time

So stay quiet and don't insult the guy,
for going to the store late at night to get medicine for a sick mother,

Do not insult the young girl,
for being tricked and tossed away by the real villan

And do not look at the complexity of success
and put him over everyone,
for showing materialism!