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 Mar 2013
Lover of Words
When there is pain in your chest and your not sure what to do next,
And you feel like the whole world is about to cave in,
Like someone ripped out an ***** or two and replaced it with fire,
Like hot lave, burning in your once cold hard veins,
And your not happy,
Like every inch of you is on the edge of tears,
Or breaking down into the atoms that can't seem to stick together,
And you feel like you got nothing to do,
Or you have so much to do, you don't know where to start,
And taking another breath,
Just hurts,
Like ******* in pine needles,
Puncturing your lungs,
And even air has become your very enemy,
Even your friends can't stand you,
And you can't even begin to stand them,
Cause they all got lives now, that you are not apart of,
You just watch,
Like an outsider,
A frightened spectator of taking a few risks every now and then,
That's what it feels like today
 Mar 2013
Alma Nkemla
Do you know why?
The stars shine and why,
The world is round.
For a good answer I should say that
Who should care about that?
Let’s live while we’re young

Do you know what?
I asked the professors
Who teach the meaning of life to tell me?
What is happiness?
Some of them said
Younger people are happier than older.
Let’s just live while we’re young.

Younger people are young
And can be as crazy as they like.
But older people should
Only have the word “work” in their minds.
But you know what?
We can l
Do you know why?
The stars shine and why,
The world is round.
For a good answer I should say that
Who should care about that?
Let’s live while we’re young

Do you know what?
I asked the professors
Who teach the meaning of life to tell me?
What is happiness?
Some of them said
Younger people are happier than older.
Let’s just live while we’re young.

Younger people are young
And can be as crazy as they like.
But older people should
Only have the word “work” in their minds.
But you know what?
We can live while we're young
 Mar 2013
Alma Nkemla
Most days I cry,
Others I shout.
But from what I know,
I’ll never be truly alive.
For I’m locked up, with metal chains
Like a slave

Most days I yell,
Most days I scream.
Others I fall down weeping,
I sometimes ask myself:
Should I commit suicide or should I run away?
I’ve got to do one of those if I want to live

I’m running wild
I’m running free.
But when I look at my hands,
I see the stained blood.
I see the freedom keeper lying where he should be.
The police cars are outside
Investigating the crime.
I had to do it. I had to **** him.
Or I would have been imprisoned forever,
Like my sister who had to killed herself

I run free and I am.
I jump free
I fly free, who couldn’t be any freer
I’ve just found the key of being free.
I’m up there if you want to know
With my sister who I wanted so badly with me

Don’t take this as advice
But the key to freedom is in my hands
Up there where I fly
 Mar 2013
Alma Nkemla
Heartbroken I am
I never asked you anything,
But you came to love me for fake
Why do you have to ruin my life?

If only you could go,
To a land full of curved bows
Where you would treat
The girls the way you want
Each day without stop

I’ll be happy and happier,
And the world would be merrier,
But I’m stuck here with you
Forced to marry you
Support you everyday of my existance

You know I am heartbroken
Why do you have to ruin my life?
 Mar 2013
Alma Nkemla
When you feel like if the world’s words **** you
And you feel like rocks are dropping on your head
If whenever you stand up and you feel like falling
Then I’m the one you need, so come to me before leaving

Have you ever felt like you’re dying?
And the only thing you need is to be love
Have you ever thought about coming to me?
If you are felling down then come to me and I’ll comfort you

I’ve felt that way and I knew I could count on you
Don’t feel cooler that me and leave
Come to me before you have to leave
Count on me like I counted one you when I was hurt

Do you know a fact?
A fact for life? Boys, rule the world
But girls cuddle up hearts and save the love in hearts

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