dreams are like wishes
wishes we want so badly to come true
wishes of love and faith

dreams are like the opposite of reality
the opposite of the truth
they set you up for disappointment
sadly

dreams are the way our minds try to mock us
to make us depressed inside
to make us realize life is a big game we can never beat

that's what dreams are
yes they are magical
but they are just dreams

i saw a sad pic
of a boy almost dead
he was shot in the middle of his head
where would this be no where other but Palestine

where mothers and fathers are being killed
the end of mankind
children are are suffering
because Israel is killing
all for some stupid piece of land

so dear Israel you should know
this is not the way to go
don"t be monsters even more than you are so

this is not a battle you will win
what you are doing is a sin
killing innocent people for nothing whats so ever
cause if you ask me its not very clever

so drop the bombs guns and machines
because one day Palestine will be free

The sadness and horror that our society has created,
we think we have problems but we don't know
the roads that others have to go.

The problems they face
the heart sore the pain
whilst most of us sit around , moan and complain

Think of what you have and not what you don't
never let selfishness destroy you

listen to me don't  be sad or depressed just love what you have
be joyous don't pity cause trust me it wont be pretty
be a person with pride not with regret

enjoy your life
and enjoy the things that some don't get

home is where you belong
in my thin and lifeless arms

where people learn to love
that's where you should be
sitting drinking hot tea with me

how do you let somebody down
how can just tell them no
tell them you've moved on
that you love another

how can you just drop them
how can you just leave
why do we do this
why don't we stay

Its funny
that we can be in pain
our souls dying slowly decaying
yet no one sees

its hilarious
that nobody notices the little cracks that break through
you could be drowning in your own tears
yet no one sees

don't tell me what to do
my life is mine
it doesn't belong to you

i don't care about what mistakes i'll make
just get off my back
this is something i can't take

stop telling me how to laugh
i don't give a crap
just leave me alone
is it too much to ask for that

i get that its hard but try to let go
if you don't then how will i ever know

what happened to the children of today?
all they can do is sit on their smart phones and play

they don't go outside
they don"t communicate
they sit all brainwashed behind closed gates

all alone in a social bubble
thinking of stupid ways to get into trouble

there is no thanks
there is no sorry
we couldn't care less  
and that makes me worry

because i see empty streets
people to busy to go outside and see
how beautiful our planet is

i wish there was more games that involved going outside
instead of sitting around on electronics inside

i hope by the end of this poem you will see
just put down the phones and listen to me

don't be like the rest of today's world

go outside and kick a ball
it wont be hard
it wont take any effort at all

she saw him from afar
his actions were really bizarre
he was obsessed with his looks and beauty
he never knew the one who loved him truly

but alas too shy to admit her feelings
he never found out
because all she does is whisper his name

but all her sad attempts turns out to be lame
she turns into an echo
him to a reflection
she never feeling his love and or affection