I insist that today you will be happy.
Despite it all, you must be happy,
I insist.

I insist that today you will be good.
Despite it all, you must be good,
I insist.

I insist that to day you will be brave.
Despite it all, you must be brave,
I insist.

I insist that today you must go on.
Despite it all, you must go on,
I insist.

I insist that to day you must love.
Despite it all, you must love,
I insist.

I insist that to day you must forgive.
Despite it all, you must forgive,
I insist.

I insist that today they will not win.
Despite it all, they will not win,
I insist.

It's  a terrorist attack

‘ISIS!’
That is what they scream
Stabbing innocent people while the sirens start to gleam.

‘Attack! Attack! Get inside if you want to stay alive!’

Terrorists, terrorising children with their bombs,
Enticing other children to join them in their wrong.
Radicalisation, distorting minds through faith,
Ripping though freedom with their hate.
Officers fight back bravely,
Running though streets that you use to walk through safely.
Indiscriminate ******.
Too much bare.

‘Attack! Attack! They have knives!’
Try to run and hide.
Try to get inside.
Another bunch of terrorists have arrived to terrorise.
Cowards in vans and vests.
Killers, no more no less.

I would cast of human emotion and be free,
Guilt and lust weight to ******* me.
Why must other’s feelings factor in?
Why must being me be a sin?
With emotions come so many pains,
So many ways to be trapped and restrained.
People live in fear of getting hurt
Not by cuts, breaks, or being burnt.
They fear the pain of deceit and lies,
Of betrayal and their loves despise.
I don’t want to fear this anymore.
I just fear the life I can’t explore,
Trapped inside this emotional cage.
All the time acting on the stage.
I don’t want to pretend that I’m content.
All the while writhing with resent.
But, neither could I bear to see a tear
And so I think I’ll always live in fear.

'You just spend too much time in your head.'
is what he said when he broke it off.

'You're a daydreamer, huh?'
was the first thing he ever said to me.

The cloud rained down on the earth below
The rain and the sleet and the hail and the snow.
The sun called out, to cloud “my turn!”
And the suns rays came and they rained sunburn.

The fat man said “hip hip horay!”
Then he ran out in the sun to play.
The wise man said, “Will you ever learn?”
“Your skin can dry but it won’t un-burn!”

Looking though the bars,
Sometimes it’s hard to tell,
Am I the one that’s trapped?
Or are they all trapped as well?

The grass is always greener
Or at least that’s what they say.
But I would give my whole wide world
To be them for a day.