how do we live
how do we breathe
how do we climb

open home
gutter bird
head apart, apart apart

all toil, toil
sheets and time

why’d you bring me here?

If you're such a nice guy,
why get mad
when I won't let you kiss me?

If you're really so kind,
why feel the need
to announce and repeat it?

If you truly deserved my attention,
why get pushy,
deamaning, and pissy?

If I'm just a superficial *****,
then tell me why
you felt the need to beg for me?

If I owed you a chance,
then why aren't I
branded like property?

No means no.
I'm sure you understand,
since you're obviously such a nice
     man.

I was the star
who lost his
glow -

automated
as I function
living for the
sake of living
as my heart
has stop breathing
the love he
suppose to
give.

so...
I burried my own
unglowing star
thinking
its hopeless.

I've been reading, reading,
watching, watching,
and working, working
same old, same old
until I lost my glow
and stop being wishful
as I know time has stop
as I drop
my dream,
sometimes....

I lived because
I can still pretend.