Don't judge a book by its cover,
But it's so hard not to judge, when all I can see is the cover,
And the cover keeps pulling me over,
And I think not I can recover.

I would love to open the book,
and read the words inside.
But I'm afraid I'd crease the pages,
and I'd never get the book again.

Just a book,
You're like a book,
a book I want to borrow, and never return.
A book I want to hold close, and cherish like a lover.
A book I want to read cover to cover till I am over.
A book I can read and say I love her.

Give me hell
I'll never tell
Pull the rug from down under

Too much on my plate
Tried to meditate
Couldn't concentrate
Had to self medicate

Make a wish and;
Tempt fate
Hopefully some date
We'll quit the self-hate

As I come of age
I can't contain this rage
So had to write a page
And share it on stage

Maybe it's the warmth
Or the delicious aroma of burning meat
But I wanna go to hell
And smell
Don't know where I'm going with this
But oh well,
Time will tell.

It started with a smile
As I walked down the hall
Hard to resist and for you I did fall

So I wrote a letter,
saying it's your heart I was after
And though you were out of my league, that didn't matter.
Day by day harder I fell.
From my head to the core of my cell,
And deep down I could tell,
That we were meant to be

And love you I did,
Got hooked on you like ****,
Late night texts,
Prolonged goodnights
Good morning texts.

Like a jig saw puzzle,
pieces of my (love) life were finally falling into place.
From dusk till dawn, you filled my dreams,
From dawn till dusk you filled my thoughts.

It was beautiful, till you said you felt differently,
That we were better of as friends,
And I know you had no obligation,
to feel the same way,
But still, I hoped i'd be the apple of your eye.

We never really coupled up,
But it still felt like a breakup.
Though it took me a really long time,
I finally moved on.
Moved on from the fantasy, that we'll ever be,
And accepted the reality, that we'll never be

**** time, for real this time
No rubber, we making a baby this time
Call her hope, Hoping we don't lose her this time
For to survive
We must Keep hope alive
Or. We. Won't. Escape. This. Alive

We work so hard to gain love,
Go flat broke buying stuff we can't have, stuff we can't afford.
Just to gain friends we can't have.

We **** at interaction, fake attraction, act like we got options, yet deep down we crave affection, and try to get it from applications on our smart phones,
Follow for follow, like for like and get all caught up creating a facade, just to escape   how our lives are bad and sad.

We try so hard to please each other,
Neglecting our very own. Mother, Father, sister, brother and act like it's no bother.
But do you wonder, if this breath was your last? Who would be so downcast that they shed tears first? Who regardless of your past, loving you was a must? Who'd pray and fast, for your resurrection when you passed?

We think we got it figured, don't we. Go to school, get a good grade, go to college, get a good job.
Get a car, a wife, kids, and maybe, diabetes. Okay, not really, but some other lifestyle disease.

Serenading computers,
Programming humans
Oh, what a world!