Moon and stars I see tonight.
Laying outside without a fright.
Crickets is all I can hear,
That plays like music in my ear.

What a happy place to see.
The white beach and the blue sea.
Where you can relax and sing with glee.
It’s a perfect place to be.

I would rather stay at home,
And make five poems in a day.
Than to go to school,
And face a teacher with dismay.

I was busy running away from pain,
That I forgot to see my lads soaking wet from painful rain,
I run, run, and didn’t look back.
That made the rain even worst and made a terrible crack.
I closed the door for the pain not to enter.
But forgot about the people who are my center,
I was too selfish for thinking about my own heart.
I was busy saving myself that people started to depart.
I was saving myself, yes!
But made a painful and terrible mess,
I didn't know how to handle it all,
I was trapped in my own dark whole.

No space for you.
You’re different .
And no one wants you.

Words are very dangerous.
It marks and never heals.
So be aware and be cautious,
Or worse it can ****.
It turns someone into pieces,
But you’ll never know
Cause they’re covering their faces.
That shows great emotions like sorrow.
Hateful words that you throw,
Can make someone’s world dark and blue.
So be careful whenever you speak
Cause it may trigger depression at its peak.

Wake me up in this beautiful place.
Where the sun light hits my innocent face.
The sound of the wave plays like a music in my ears
And the salty air blows my hair and dries my tears.