seems like everyday i got a new problem
no time to even solve the last one
my concepts clash
don‘t know what to believe anymore
cant trust others nor myself
nor my thoughts
they dont linger around
and i just move back and forth
my mood swinging
no progress
got no time to process
all this ****

Growing up between
two cultures
too less for some
too much for others
too many expectations
no middle

i know lifes absurd
i know it doesnt matter
but i still
try my best
lifes weird
i know what the end has coming for us
but i sill try
searching for a meaning,
i already know
everything and nothing

a bittersweet time
with a deadline
i know what it was
from the get go
still don't wanna let go
quick like ready set go
so much more to say
so much more to do
i count day after day and
before you move away
promise me
ill stay on your mind

in a constant discussion with the universe
and i lose every single time

Im the pinnacle of arrogance before success.

i keep my balance,
    throughout the day,
         until you meet my way.
              suddenly feeling dizzy,
                    tipsy, looking at your
                              pretty face.

this is way too much to handle
i got other problems to scramble through
other issues
but instead i lay in bed all day
craving your attention
thinking its over too
even tho i saw you yesterday
we talked all things through
scared of being left
got me paralyzed
wonder what breaking up will bring me to

Be grateful towards those who save you from death

my eyes
underlined black
you'll see the importance of them
and you'll never look back
they‘ll tell you a story
a story you will never forget

the keys
hit me like a brick
a wake up call
and i get the jist
of it

feel your chest ponding at night
your whole body
this is what keeps you alive
but your brain is what keeps you refined
people care when their heart fails
but not when their brain starts
to smell rotten, in its little shell

pressure so heavy
my pen broke

the record spins and spins
a spiraling hellhole

the snake eats its tail
eats itself
it reveals the self
gotta pay a high toll though

to see through the soul
the door
i got the key
but cant find the keyhole

need to pay a part from me
so far as my eyes can see
no **** left
than the irony

my mood shifts, drifts till im worn out
my brain about to check out
in vain, i write to find balance
true pain, can you feel it?

walk around in circles
and i miss the site of the city
stare down on the ground
drowned in thoughts
about you
its all in rhymes
string of words in harmony
about you being
my light,
my flower, my heart,
my one and only
my crowned queen, a piece of art
so far apart and so forlorn
the night comes around
and i just went ‘round and ‘round in circles
and im bound to the same conclusion,
the end’s always the same
that i love you

remove circles in your life
where you cannot be yourself,
if you can't be you
in them,
then you are not apart of them.
not you
but someone else

moment of clarity
some say
you‘ll see white or black
go deeper or get out

the only thing you‘ll really see
is white
looking above
of the hole

goals are just pitstops
your goals to achieve
are above the clouds
ignore the clouds and go beyond
of the universe, don't stop at your goals

No luck with love
I'll admit it.

I commit and dive in,
sort of stuck.

All in or not at all,
that's my premise.

Awe-struck always,
if it's not working.

nowadays i keep the light on
my desk organized
my bed made
my floor clean
i see world through a different lens
summers have the sun up
even the fog see through
in the winter
i changed my way of living in
december

if you can come out of a depressing situation and
after a while you find yourself again in one
compare yourself to your earlier self
are still just as miserable like you were in the past?
if not;
you've grown.

how are you gonna convince a whole generation to save the planet, when they are welcoming death already

depression never ends
it grows with you
you have to grow faster
to defeat it

the cities are ugly
balanced and symmetric design does not
fit into this world
its unnatural
only divides us more from the
pure

under all this pressure
do i crack and sink lower
or
take shape and start all over

Prepare to die first to become good

i dig my own path
no disturbance
if i want you here
ill tell you

be careful
some friends and some siblings, some parents wear masks,
once seen without their disguise
you‘ll be betrayed
and sit at your desk
with that flask
once again

nowadays nobody thinks about the world anymore. life became too static and the way to passive. the path is already there, surrounded by walls left and right. so why even bother to know whats behind them?

everybody burns inside
sometimes they just need a little gasoline
to burn the way they should to

my day starts with you
either by my side
or in my head
either way
we connect
either through our phones
or in your bed

but
this has ended now
the pain was too deep
to still go down this route
a way paved with pain and doubts

my lifes a mess
headaches
unless
when i look into your
eyes
my own eyes ache
and get wet

failure or not
at least my grandchildren
will remember me
remember that i
tried

the illusion broke, shards of glass,
when i realize how fast the time passed
time and me we both flew by
a little too high
right now
can feel the sun burn
tried to reach for a star
when i noticed
the illusion broke
shards of the sky
fell through my hands
and i, with it

everything was already written
the book already finished
no hopes nor wishes
the road already paved
the way already walked
the clock keeps ticking and ticking
no beginning nor end
its already finished

to be someone
you‘d have to have such
a need of being unique
need of being special
need of achieving
you have to be ready
to sacrifice anything
to achieve anything
you have to feel the fire
and step into it to know you if you are ready

decline the call,
delete the e-mail,
ignore the speech,
ignore the message,
focus
focus on yourself and yourself only

music, poetry, art
nothing of this matters
few lyrics to make you happy for a
few minutes
few lines to make you think about life for a few seconds
few drops of paint to make you think about what beauty is
just to forget about it later
everything will be forgotten
the only question remains
will you go through hell to make people think for a second or just forget about it?

you can forget emotions
its the best feeling
discovering these
after a long time of
not feeling anything

People who give their life away have it easy. Only people who already have died few times can understand them. The others are confused and left alone, until they understand
and maybe do the same
or maybe have the courage
to take the hard path
of living

the good words get quiet
in front of the bad ones

dont follow the green
dont follow the snake
it'll eat you too
on its way back

one mans hell
is another‘s heaven