If I don't belong why am I here?
I don't belong
So tell me
Tell me why I am here
But everyone doesn't see it
They don't see that I don't belong
My quietness hides it
The way of my denyness
The way of my self lies it's...
It's self hatred, self harm
Why did I lie when I stood naked in front of a mirror and said out loud and in my head five times that I am beautiful?
I didn't believe one bit of every silable in that word
Not for myself
"Beautiful."
This is a lie I could never take in
Never believe in
Never see even if others try showing me
Imperfections Imperfections
I don't want to be perfect
I want to be someone else
Someone who's more than me
I want less and I want more
I want less of me and more of someone else
If only I was more
If I was more I could do better
Could be better
Only
Only I'm stuck with this
This unbeautiful me
An unbeautiful creature than everyone and no one sees
*I am part of everyone and I am part of no one

I wear a thousand faces,
but you see my true face,
the one I want you to see.

Others see my faces, I
change for each person
I meet, they will never
see the real me, that is
only for you others may
never see.

I wear a thousand faces,
each and every day
different situations,
a different face in play,
They will never see the
real me,  the only person
that sees me is you, my
true face the one I will
not hide you see the true me.

Life has many roots we take a
step left, we step right, each is
like the branches of a tree each
will grow in a different direction.

Some branches grow weak over
time and die, where others will
branch off with each different
direction we take, fruit will grow
where the paths stepped correct,
but when stepped wrong the fruit
is rotten and will fall to the floor.

Are lives can grow in many ways,
it can flourish grow strong, but
we can misstep just once and be
the fruit that lies discarded rotten
on the floor could be what becomes
of our life, we grow no more..

They always thought that it was my last choice
I want to tell them no, but it seems like I don't have a voice
They told me that I'll grow up not having one
That I'll get my dream job, finish my studies, read all the novels and still in the line.

It's not my intention to give them motive
But they said that I'm always busy about my priority
What they don't know is I am searching too
Looking for someone that will love me like what others do.

I also wanted to be wanted
Sometimes I have this feeling of being haunted
I aw always dreaming for someone who can hold me
I am always praying for a fairy tale.

In my daydream I am always longing for a Prince Charming
No matter how busy I am in my priorities,
I'm still looking forward in the time when the GREEN LIGHT STOPS
The time that I can GO.

The sun adorns the pale blue cheek,
The clouds blossom on either side,
Falling slowly.
           Breathing deeply.
And somewhere out there,
I am lost in the sky.

I Hope She Heard
That Little Tiny Word
I Uttered On The Breeze
"I Love You"
Because I Know With All My Heart
That Is It Is Very True

I Can Only Hope
She Has A Goodnight
And Gets Even A Little Bit Of Rest
Oh, Mother Dear, If Only
There Was Something I Could Say...
Something I Could Do

*~Marian~

I am but
a slave to
the voice of money...

⠀
              
⠀                       i crave
                          you
                          nex­t to me.

                          i crave
                          your skin
                          on mine.

                          i crave
                          you,
                          to­uching me,
                          feeling me.

                          i crave
                          your lips
                          on mine.

                          i crave you,
                          your love,
                          your warmth.

                          but most of all,
                          i crave
                          you
                          nex­t to me.

                          -BZQ

We must say
how we feel,
or sew are
mouths closed
to the truth....