If something's mine
I want it to rhyme
It won't take much time
And it'll sound just fine

I'll twerk it
And rework it
Contort it
And transmorph it

I want it to look nice
So I add a little spice
Change up the formula
And add a pair of mice

I wouldn't write it
If I didn't like it
They'll make me want to quit
But I'll push on for just a bit

My poems are strange
And a bit weird
But my poems will change
And I'm just the same.

Are, are you coming to the tree?
We're left in a world
Where No one's happy.
What does our Future hold?
No one left to hold dear.
The children are saying
"Strange things have happened here."
No one is left crying.
When the sky went red
Everybody Fled.
The streets are bare
There's nobody there
They are all gone
By the light of dawn.
All's left is the rubble
Of our little bubble.
We soared so high
Trying to fly
But in the end
We all are dead.
The Tree is dead
The silence is heavy as lead
When the siren blew
No one knew what to do
Now we're all gone
all's left is this song.

So you want your kick?
Well it'll make you sick
But if I get my pick
I'll make sure it's quick.

Looks will instill the charm
I'll set off the alarm
Make it trickle down your arm.
You'll shiver in self-harm.

Your time with us will be short
But your sense will distort
You'll be used for our sport
Enjoying time in our resort.

But you'll never be free
We can't let you see
How you can feel such glee
When we'll never grant your plea.

No pressure
But can you clean the car?
No pressure
But you need 100 or you won't go far.
No pressure
But your next needs to beat the rest.
No pressure
But you need to be a step above the best.
No pressure
But you need to find the liar.
No pressure
But you're getting fired
No pressure
But you need to lead your peers.
No pressure
But you need to beat your fears.
No pressure
But we're gonna add another problem to the pile.
No pressure
But if you fail, we'll move on all the while.

I have writer's block
Or is it poets block?
But, whatever
I know I have it
Because,
When words usually flow out of my fingers with ease,
I find that the words have evaporated
Like a dish of water
Disappearing into thin air
I don’t know where they went
Maybe they’re just tired
Of me using them up
But I can’t get the words out
I don’t know how to describe
What I am seeing
Feeling
Nope.
Nothing,
Nothing at all.
I have nothing to write.
Oh.
Wait a second...

I'm to accept that I'm nothing new
Things like this in life are tough to chew.
But knowing there's more than a few
Means I know how to take my cue.

A cue that will set me up for more
Raise my sails for open shores.
Help me cut straight to the core
I'll take my cue to fade and end this war.

My troubles are caused by myself alone.
Learning this helped me keep from being a clone.
Knowing that I'm like everyone I've known
Is a cut that hits deeper than the bone.

I will see you in another life
But I don't wanna pass.
I'll wait there, but not for long
For everything moves too fast.