boom boom,
feel the bass in the room,
clap clap,
get ready for it then snap,
listen to the music,
then go out and do it,
hear the drum thrum,
put on a smile don't be glum,
mouth the words,
then sing like that caged bird.

sometimes friendship is like a flower,
full for a while,
but then it starts to loose its color and beauty,
until there is nothing left,
but a vague memory of what it once was.

they say that beauty is blonde hair and blue eyes,
they say that beauty is being thin and wearing makeup,
they say that beauty is smiling and not thinking for themselves,
they say that beauty is only there when others say it is,
they say that beauty is not for everyone,
they say that beauty is always being happy,
but that's a lie,
i know that beauty is every hair and eye color,
i know that beauty is every shape and every blemish,
i know that beauty is in a smile and that being smart is a part of it,
i know that beauty is always there,
i know that beauty is in everyone and for everyone,
i know that beauty is letting yourself feel emotions,
i know that everyone is beautiful.

i woke up to the sound of my mother's crying,
i knew that she wouldn't be lying,
she said that my poppa is gone,
i feel helpless like i'm just a pawn,
my heart slowly started to break,
my body then started to shake,
i covered up my emotions,
and went through the motions,
i tried not to feel,
to not be real,
now i hurt,
because he's in the dirt.

i am tired,
my eyes start to close,
i feel undesired,
my body is disposed.

i try to do what i am told,
i try to be bold,
i try to escape the cold,
i try to fit in the mold,
but, behold,
i am uncontrolled,
i am free,
to be me,
to see,
to flee,
from from it all,
i am free.

"love is not an emotion, love is what makes us human."
-faith