No way,
Not you,
I know you,
You're not a gangster,
We grew up on the same street
Sure it was not the best place to lay our heads or sleep,
But we were alive,
We played together,
I know you
No way you're one of them now,
You're never home now
You're 15,
You're too grown now,
10 years ago we sat on the same curb,
Now
You're mind is gone,
You got into some dirt,
Those your new friends?
They're way older than us,
We've run up and down the same hill for years,
But its them you can trust,
I guess I don't you
You're a Ganster
Those plastic guns became real,
How could you
We're one in the same still
Do I know you?
I'm so confused,
Now we're on the same street,
But you don't know me
No more riding bikes
No more corner store trips,
No more walking home from school,
Besides you never go,
Shots alarm the neighbors,
Not you,
You never know,
It's true,
The sirens and the lights flash through the windows,
I saw laying there on the cement cold,
I don't know you,
Until its clear to me,
I can't believe,
How loud your Mom could weep,
Held back by yellow tapes and a couple of police,
As the medic covers you in a sheet,
The same old curb ,
The same old street,
I stare until I realized,
And accept defeat,
I know you

Love Detect

Have you seen love?
no-no I mean seen love
Not a fake scene love?
But real love,
Mean love,
Not what you see on the screen love,
I mean brings you to your knees love
That you scream I scream we scream love,
Real love,
No that sneaking through the window just to see how it feels love
Don't use her up,
Don't steal Love,
But Real Love,
That spend your last penny and then rebuild love
I need that fight
We argue and still love
Put her first,
Let her go first,
That Yield Love,
That nothings perfect,
It hurts ****,
But its still love
Have you seen love,
That sweet love,
Cream love,
That Mad Love,
Blow Steam love,
That as long as I have you,
I'll protect love,
I detect love,
I'm looking for love
Have you seen love?

Home for me is somewhere over the rainbow, at my great grandparents
house. Well it was once my home before I left the family gathering place. When I
think of home it's the place: I can rest, feel the best and live life without stress.
Today I do not come home without stress because I don’t feel the best or get
enough rest to help my days go by. There are days I come to this house where I
get no reply, it even gets to the point where all I can do is cry. Where am I at, this
house is not a home, its just like I'm trapped up in this dome yelling to these four
walls “there is no place like home. There's no place like home.” In this house I
do not feel the protection I seek, if anything I only feel weak. Is this disturbing,
can you picture it now? Well guess what times up, time to go, see you later, ciao!
I got to find way back home, back to the place where me and my cousins use to
roam. However where are we now, separated trapped in this house with no
where to go, no family to see, OH HELL NO! I can not take it anymore, I really
have to go. Tic-Toc Tic-Toc, My brains about to blow! Get me out of this place
take me away, I want to go back, not tomorrow but today. Where are my loved
ones? They have gone to soon, now to a better place now up in the sky with all
the balloons.
Its been a long time since I've walked through doors of this place I call home.
Home is much less than it used to be. Where is all the laughter, the joy, you know
the family? Come on, jokes over you've got to be kidding. What happened to all
the barbecues, the 4th of July's and all the thanksgiving? Is this what we have
come to, a family with no more tradition. Just because Grandma and Grandpa
aren't here we start to lose our ambition. This is not right, this separation the
divide that only leads to total deprivation. I scream to up beyonder “Grandma and
Grandpa you've got to come back come help before the foundation you’ve
created begins to crack.”
Was all that had happened just a lie? The tiny voice in my head keeps
screaming who am I? Is my home today, what it used to be or is it just me? What
am I to believe, when I sit here just trying breathe an process the thought as to
where my expectations should be in reference to the place I call home. Its like I've
become so numb and its hard to look in the mirror to see what I have become. Its
hard to believe that the place I once called home is no longer what it was, and
just by looking at me you cannot tell the damage that it does. Remember when I
said, “ home is where the heart resides,' I left out one part, its for you to decide. So
to me I am homeless with a heart in search of a place. Now all I have to do is
figure out how to keep it on a stable pace, because without a home there is no
safety. All that is left is for me to walk alone bravely.

Its hard to see with no light to guide me.
Its hard to feel with nobody to like me
its hard to sleep with no bed to sleep on
its hard to eat with no food to fix
Its hard to trust people and their tricks
And you'll ask me who I am
I'll simply answer I don't know
Then you'll ask if I have anyone that takes care of me
And I'll say No
Finally you'll l ask How do I live
And I'll say
Trapped in a room abandoned by light
Treated roughly by people not wanting to fight
can't sleep because I don't know if I'll die at night
I'm cold and there's no one to keep me warm by holding me tight
I'm hungry always having to hear my stomach grumble
I have no trust, because, I get played which makes my trust issues double
And then again
You'll ask me who I am
But now its to late
because
There I laid me down to sleep
And I prayed to the Lord My soul to keep
That night I died and never did I wake
I prayed to the Lord my soul to take

Long roads of emptiness Nothing to fill the void
Darkness creeps up from behind without any introduction
Leaving you filled with trepidation as you sit there all alone
No one is there to give you comfort
So in time you just cast a stare and begin to think
You take a trip to the depths of your mind
Finding the words lost away never to be heard by any soul
They just sit there as if they are just taking up space
Space that can be used, but space that isn't used to amuse
However, to abuse you from the inside out
Taking just 2 steps backwards away from it all you fall
Deep into the despair, denial, and disbelief
The locked up words begin to attack and swallow you whole  
Kicking and screaming gets you nowhere
Too many words have been consumed in this space left untouched
there is no running away, and there's no turning back
Just as the words, you are held captive
Deprived from the known you are mentally stuck
Coma.
The words are now all you know
Paralyzed, leaving you  numb to the touch or the feeling of life.
The words that have been left unsaid continue to consume you
This is a fight you know you can't win or defend to stand your ground.
They were searching for the inner you, and that's exactly what they found.
And finally, the inner you reaches in to unfold, unravel, and reveal these words scrambled in the back of your head
Which now aren't the words unsaid.
These words that were once dead were finally given life.
Tears begin to run down your face,
Realizing all this time you've spent  bottled up has been a waste
All things have hit the fan, boiled over and have spilled out on its own command
And then its all over
The Finale
This is the escape these unspoken words had all planned.

A mirror is never just your reflection,
My mother once said
The mind has this devilish way of
Twisting
Things around
Making then a lot more or a lot less
That what stands before me
Suddenly
My face isn't my face anymore
Instead
I stare blankly at a blueprint
Society itself has hand-sketched
For me.
Post-it's on where things had gone wrong
Scribbles on things I needed less of
Highlighters on places I needed
Brighter brights
Thinner thins
And I just stood there
Watching
As these self-proclaimed architects
Unraveled
The plans they had for a body that wasn't theirs.
Accepting
The new rooms they had drawn next to the ones that already existed,
The ones that were always there
The ones I made a home out of,
The mole on my ear
That never seemed out of place
Until,
The impact of a critical post it told me so.
The place where my thighs met
I've always ignored,
Assuming I was normal
But the scribbles that
Begged
For less of me,
Proved otherwise.
The marks of stretched skin
I considered battle scars over a few calories at a buffet table
Nullified
By society's architects
Disapproved
As if it were up to them
Invalid
Like human came in the form of overruns
But I stare at this blueprint that suggests to change me from
Floor to floor
Head to toe
And wonder
If the one who owns the lot in which I am
Wonder
If He wanted to change me anymore than them
If He liked the original rooms
More than the ones carved to fit the trends
If He wanted me to ignore the architects
And the drafts of copies
And copies
And copies
Of different versions of me

Didn't He want me to accept the mirror for who I am?

Pour poison into my veins
and let it flow through them.
Keep me chained,
- set me free.
Lie the truth to me.
Make me happy.

Pull my strings
and let me dance
to the music of your lips.
**** my mind up.
Play with me.

My collarbones
- they vibrate.
My muscles
- they burn.
Touch my cheekbones
gently, softly.

Create wounds and scratches
all over my skinny body.
Then inject morphine
into my soul.
Then let me raise
like smoke from ashes.

Cure my veins
from venomous blood.
**** me slowly,
drugged and drunk.
Build a monster
out of love.

Remember my eyes
- insanely mad.
Remember my skin
- white and pale.
Show me the light
and let me see.
Or close my eyes
and let me be.

Do you dare to dream, under this midnight sky
Dream of love, dream to fly
Let your mind soar, leave your problems below
When you awake, will you let your mind glow
Will you dare to dream

When reality comes, will you let them try
To crush your dreams, tell you their just a lie
Will you stand up, and just say no
Do you dare to dream

Will you do the impossible, or just tie life's Ty
Let your spirit soar, will you let your mind go high
Will you sit down and stop, or will you get up and go
Will you prove us wrong, or will you join imagination's foe
Will you just give up, and tell your dreams goodbye
Or will you... dream to fly