Precarious Life
Migration in the Age of Globalization
Various Strife
Cessation in the wage of translation
Starvation in our under age narration
Is opportunity worth the cost
Bifurcation of our to be nations  
Will we make it across

Vicariously rife
Location of our permanent vacation
Hilarious fife
Hesitation in the living wage stagnation
Resignation of our own home nation
Will anything become lost
Frustration in this age of relocation
Will we make it across


Gregarious life
Migration in the age of inflation
Precarious Life
Stagflation been gauged with low expectations
Automation when we enrage damnation
It shall be worth the cost
Fixation on a whole new acclimation
Will we make it across

Let me in
let me in
I'm done waiting

Go away
Go away
What can I say

I'm washed up
and I'm a fool
I'm washed up
used like a tool

I still think that you are
My way to get back
and you are
Are the thing that I lack

Purebred
Royalty
Noting
The side of me

Avoid you
have no clue
Hello again
I'm a friend

Soaked eyes
dim light
I'm awake
Full of hate

Can you hear
Do you fear
The sound of
Endless love

that I don't use caps
or that i PuT them iN the wrong PlAces
Shakespeare made up 2000 words
But nobody is studying my mistakes.
Or making my bad poem famous.

There is something so wrong
About a crush. An invasion of privacy,
They never asked to be trapped inside
My skull,
Their name rolling silently on my tongue.

I'm not very emotional.
My words seem to never work.
but when I'm with you.
it all makes sense.

emotions are meant to be shared
and words are meant to be heard.
and you are there..
Feeling and listening.
they way, no one else ever has.

so now my words have meaning.
and my emotions have meaning.
because of you.

So lift your chin up babe.
because you complete me

Pitter patter,
Is that the sound of the drops of rain streaming outside down my windowpane or is it in the pain I am feeling while the tears cascade down on my swollen cheeks?
I try to speak but no words come out,
The rain stops.
Pitter patter, the sound of my tears and the thudding of my heavy heart are now one.
I try to speak but no words come out.

Sacrifice is never easy.

                 Some struggle with it,

But for others,

                     It's as simple as 123.