Broken World,
Broken Girl,
Broken Home,
Broken Children,
Broken Love,
Broken People.
When will this world,
Be whole again?
When will 'love thy negihbor',
Become the Pledge of Alligence.
It's turned into a brother against brother,
And sister against sister.
Mothers lose their children to silly causes,
And Fathers mourn their losses.
When we can dance and laugh together,
And a child from one Country,
Will laugh and play,
With a child from another.
When we can forget the past and forge a new future,
For our world.
Whole World,
Whole Girl,
Whole Home,
Whole Children,
Whole Love,
Whole People.
Let's take the glue and put the earth back together again.

Cloudy Skies,
Misty Sighs.
Winter days,
Won't go away.
Chills in the air,
It isn't fair.
Don't see the grass,
Winter has to pass.
Geese still fly down,
Bringing our moods down.
Why not have sunshine?
Why not have spring time?
Can't hear the bird's song,
Winter lasts too long.

dontletpettyliesenteryourbloodstream

Although life is one pitiful concert,
Not everyone needs to play or perform.
The music plays, happily or hurt,
But never loses the mind it flows in from.

The ear of an adolescent girl
Listens intently to quizzical noises.
The voice of a teen male yet to unfurl,
Cracks under pressure before other voices.

Nerves take the best of him, dragging away
The voice of one blossoming new artist.
The listener and artist go to stay
Under the lonely heavens in the mist.

If the two bodies officially met,
What would become of old decisions?
Just as if the mist would rise and wet
Their instruments, would it mute musicians?

No, I don't want a fairy tale.
No, I don't want a Prince Charming,
nor a Princess to confess my love for.
No, I don't want a beautiful wedding
in the woods or near a stream.
No, I don't want my career to make me rich.
No, I don't want my lover to kiss me until I faint.
No, I don't want my children to run and play,
making the best experience out of life.
No, I don't want my daughter to grow and meet her Prince.
No, I don't want my son to find his Princess,
get on his knees and give her a silver ring with the purest of gems.
No, I don't want to die happy, with my grandchildren surrounding my bed.

Let me tell you something.
Let me teach you a lesson.
Let me talk to you,
through this poem,
in a Sarcastic tone.

Duh...

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I want to sleep forever
Rest my head and never wake
My dreams are so impeccable
They take away the ache

I want to sleep forever
Beside your perfect smile
And if I ever wake
Seeing you would make it worthwhile

I want to sleep forever
Close my eyes as time goes by
That way, I will never
Have to be there for the painful goodbyes

I want to sleep forever
Then wake in paradise
There i'll meet my uncle
there, I'll finally see his eyes