People always want to seem like a mystery
The way they talk, the way they dress
The way they glimpse through the wonders of nothingness
They remain silent for some time
Then eventually loose control and mixed with the crowd
The one who's left wondering stays silent
Predicting the next move of the obvious fools
Look to your side
Look behind
Observe them look at you
How they feel anger and fear
The stares you receive silently
The real reason behind their cold mystery

It's been a while since i saw that beautiful smile
Seems so long that i can't even distinguish the truth from the lie
It's been ages since i heard that painful sigh
Seems so sad that you feel disgusted by my sight

I've done things i can't explain from the past
Cause dear, i thought it would be easier and the feelings won't last
I'd left you without explaining the truth
The real reason i should have told you while I could

Fate acted like it's the one who'd save the destroyed affair
Making you look like a fool and me, a relationship deceiver
And now, I can't make you listen
Because you want a revenge for us to be even

I know i deserved worse than your cold treatment
I just wish that for once i can make you listen
I've missed your smile and now i can't see that
But dear, I just wish that it would be real and we'll be fine

This is nobody's fault but mine
I've been so coward and weak from time to time
I'd tell you lies for you to hate me more
Now i am apologizing for what i didn't stand up for

Say something
Something like you like me
Something like you care
Something like you see
Though you haven't stare

Say something
Something kind and sweet
Something like a smile
Some place we can meet
Though it can take a while

Say something
Something like you miss me
Something like you'll try
Something like we'll be
Though you said good bye

The thing about life is it's like a dog
When you put your hands near a dog's mouth,
They can either lick or bite it
When you risk something,
Life can either appreciate or ***** it

The good thing about a dog is when you care for it,
He'll definitely love you
When you care for life,
It can still *******

She's sorry
She isn't ready

She's still learning to eat her own food
She's still trying to decide for her own good
She's still straightening up her hind legs
She's still arranging the thoughts inside her head

She just want her own life to be planned
She's just assuring that you are the right one

As a friend, she failed once again

You see...
She is not that good to be a companion
She can look heartless in some occasion
Boring and awkward as a person
And she always fell while in motion

You see…
In this world, she is the wrong equation

mirror, mirror on the wall
who's the fairest of them all?
perfect brown-eyed boy so tall
looking at her as i fall

she's so perfect from their eyes
as well as yours, so do mine's
so brave and wise, she's what you dream
and i can't deny, she's what she's seemed

beside the prince who dreamt so deep
lies a princess he'll always keep
as the happy couple had their sleep
the ugly duckling start to weep

mirror, mirror on the wall
tell me again not to fall

suddenly i am falling fast
into this vast deep sea
splashing and i felt the waves crash through me
i didn't try
no, not at all
to swim or move
i knew you wouldn't be coming to save me

suddenly i slowly sink
into this vast deep sea
i didn't move, nor breath, nor think
about anything besides you
you weren't holding any part of me
yet i felt i was let go
but i wasn't
because you were not mine to begin with

You decided to end it all tonight
You walk and walk until you're in the middle of the bridge
You take a last peek at the sky
Hoping the stars aren't covered by clouds
You want to die but there's still a little bit of hope deep down
You look around you
There's no cars but wait...
At the end of the bridge, there's ironically a stop sign
Is it a sign or is it just life ******* with you again?

When I lay on my bed all day
Listening to a Paper Kites playlist
You'll know that I don't give a **** anymore
When I stare at the celing or the view of the balcony
Just don't try and knock on my door

I don't care if you care...
I don't care if you don't...
I don't need anything
From you or your soul

He owned the dragon's eyes
So beautiful like the skies
The colors shifts so fast
So beautiful, calm, and vast
I stare right through
While he did too

The man standing in front of me
The one who seems to see

*oh please god
what a beautiful sight

Bruises and scars can't be covered
But that's fine because we just need a shoe
As we are getting older
Just remember, they are getting older too

We have different stories hidden behind our masks
But they have decided to remove their own
Because they want us to know that we can cast
Each can conjure magic for the lives we've known

They let us explore the beauty of learning
They gave us lessons in Science, Math, and English
They cheered on us while we are competing
They helped us appreciate what we have finished

But the most important thing they taught us?

They taught us how to see
The real meaning of why we live
They lend us the sacred key
We just need to take it and believe

They taught us how to breathe
Every time our lungs are empty
We just need to relax and appreciate
We are surrounded by life's beauty

They taught us how to laugh
But they didn't tell us how to live
Because we will always have the freedom
And they know that's what we need

And sometimes the ones' who taught us
They will leave in an instant
It doesn't matter how fast
Because we will be crashed by a giant

Though we don't want it to happen
Sometimes they will leave too soon
The only thing we can do is to listen
Because life can get out of tune

Though we will hate what we have lost
We will always find something to hope for
Although our hearts is currently enduring a cost
That will be reason to search for the right door

Don't be too amazed when you read a good poem, saw a great painting, or heard an awesome song
Observe the emotion portrayed by it
Then think about the person behind it
He created that masterpiece
How? Is it just because he's really talented?

Maybe.
Maybe it's luck.
Or
Maybe he's experiencing that emotion

Everybody does something to express
Just imagine the joy, pain, or numbness behind it
Yes, they can create these phenomenal works
But please don't utter the words "He just wasted his talent" when he finally had enough and swallowed the pills he had been staring at for so long

Jack look up to his mother
The one who is trying to have a peek through a corner
Inner thoughts went inside his head and started asking
What the hell is she doing?

Mother went down
Asking Jack to sleep now
But Jack still wants to play
So he asked for an extension today

Mother said that it is not okay
Old Nick will be back any time of this day
The door beep
Jack needed to sleep

Jack went inside the closet
Counting the numbers of teeth he has left
As Old Nick went inside the room
Mother's very quiet while Old Nick created a "Boom!"

Jack can hear mother's cry
As Old Nick's punches fly
Jack can't do a single thing
He is just 5, what a poor thing

There it goes again creaking
The bed started bouncing
Jack can't see through the dark room
Jack doesn't know his mother's doom

Age of death finally came
Claiming the one thing he can lend
In a land thought to be unknown
Little flower asking to be grown

"Enough is enough" he said
Second chances can't be begged
A song writtten to it's head
Waiting to be wrote but will die instead

Crying and shouting
A bee can be found lost by wings
Mesmerizing the thought
Same land as the flower, he was caught

"I heard the message my dearest soul"
Death said, being an ironic ghoul
The wings that led him to fly
Caused the pain that made him asked why?

He who had tried
To have the maiden's love
She who have been blind
Pain strucked, faster than one's sight

One deserved more
One should be punished
One who's willing to sacrifice
One who's blinded by pride

Both will own
Same world but in different kinds they are known
Related but not the same
Both aim something but only one should be blame

The day that death set
Destiny is what they get
Flower as the maiden who at first smelled like a rose
Who came out eventually with a heart of a stone
While the bee who can possibly have a strangled mind
But the truth is his heart's the one pure and kind

I just can't be a somebody in your life
I just can't be a someone you barely know
I just can't be an option, that's not right
I just can't be a choice now, you should know

I should be the somebody you'll desire
I should be the someone that lights you up
I should be the certain who builds your fire
I should be the reason you will laugh

I'm begging you to tell the truth
Please just say it while I stare
Because darling my love is a fruit
It will be rotten if you won't care

I try
Never works
But i still try

Art
Simple art
Abstract art
Personal art

Expressed in different ways
Some write songs
For the feelings that sing along
Some dances with the beat
And tries to pull the crowds with it

Music it is
Music's your only friend when you feel alone in a crowd
In a party, in won't be fun without
But sometimes the person whom we think we can trust
Can be a traitor and start acting so unjust

Music can be two-faced
Hurt you in the time of sicked-age
Pain will blow up inside you
It won't stop until you decided to think it through

Drawing, painting, building
A bird, a sea, a tree
Anything that kicks from the inside
Would want to be expressed in an artist's mind
You've no choice but to let it go
Cause sometimes, it is the only choice you know

Writing is the simplest and the thorough
It completes all the art show
Can't be understand by the narrow-minded
Can be the escape of the one who's interested

Takes time but worth it
Especially if the message conveyed is at its peak

7:00

Aching body
I can’t stand
Empty tummy
My dreamland

7:30

Cold water seeps
Through my body
Fish is eighty
I ate three

240

12:30

On the table lays some bait
Taking two shrimps on my plate
That’s one-eighty I can’t hide
So I pushed my rice aside

400

3:30

Forty squats
And leg lifts too
Jumping jacks
I need to do

5:30

I eat early
So they can’t see
Fish is eighty
I ate three

240

8:30

Counting while I’m on my bed
Two Two-forty and four-hundred

10:00*

Resting body
I can’t stand
Empty tummy
My dreamland

sorry for not seeing this was coming
you were so caught up with all giggling
all the friendly punch and the hugging

ignored the lies and red flags
with all their caring personality in drags

what will you do?

it was hard to not be liked
by the person you call friend
and with the bunch of times you cried
no one sticking in the end

you were not enough

caught up with the social hierarchy
at least you were 'ok' to them sometimes
that you should feel lucky

sorry for not seeing this was coming
you were so caught up with all giggling
all the friendly punch and the hugging

Things usually have their own categories
From the least to greatest
From the first to last

Categories is where someone do belong
Somewhere people have the chance to start in dawn
In the things they've been longing to discover
Tried to think of over and over

Everyone has their own
No one's left alone
He gave us this gift
Cause he knows each of us is unique

Ironic isn't it?
Everyone belong in a society
Though everyone's obviously an anomaly

Two things is naturally mixed
Cause it's easier to feel like you belong
In a world full of peculiars you can get along

You could not stay
So you slowly walked away

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ripped my soul off piece by piece
and though i told you id rather feel that than nothing at all
it doesn't mean i don't hurt

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i do
but please continue

The things I see on my window reflects the light you gave to me
The drops of rain outside this house definitely brings me glee

Those pictures left under the cabinet reminds me of your word
"I'll come back, my dear"
Forever can be heard

A purple striped guitar beside my bed
A dark gray spring inside my head
A fading color of the words that's said*

My friend
Why would you leave me in the end?

Each life contains mazes which can never be finished twice
Don't try to steal other's when you have your own skies
And if you can't fly at the sky
Remember, not all birds can fly
Different ways are being offered in each of our life
Always pick the road where you can feel comfy and high
We have our own tracks that deserve footprints on their own
In every corner, there'll be turns so it's fine to slow down the road

**All other mazes are already being explored
Who will travel in your maze if you won't?

i feel so weird and so pathetic
you made my breathing so erratic