Started at a crawl,
Followed my dreams,
Reaching higher,
Couldn't survive the fall.

I'm sorry I couldn't make you smile,
I know I'm not worthwhile.
Remember I'll always go the extra mile.
I know you think I'm vile.
You're so versatile,
That's your style.
Every once in a while,
We flow like water in the Nile.
But usually I'm the odd tile.

I long for the life I've only seen,
In picture books and magazines.

You were the one,
But now we're done.
When it begun,
It felt fun.
Now I'm just stunned.

Happiness conceived;
Disappointment received.
I really believed
But you just deceived.

Never trust what meets the eye,
It's not easy to defy
The reason why,
Try to be a good guy,
And all you get is a good bye

Procrastination is the thief of time
And that's why I make the most of it when I put together every rhyme
With my words I'm committing a crime
Not satisfied? Then here's a dime

These lines are too bitter, let's add some lime
Be quiet like a mime because I'm
breaking down these words like an enzyme
I'll grime your dignity because I'm sublime

Well I might be exaggerating a little bit
But nevertheless don't fiddle with it
Come here and let me tell you a riddle, sit
No one wants to watch an infidel spit

There's no use being a flagrant hypocrite
So I advise you to just grit your teeth, and quit.

I guess I was the odd puzzle piece that was made by mistake.

These feelings I'm feeling, they're slowly building.
No matter how much I keep trying, It's still quite revealing.
There's something missing, I've tried looking.
I'm still wondering and thinking, what's the meaning.
Every time it's morning, I'm falling,
But I start questioning, Am I truly willing?
My thoughts starts speaking, I'm carefully listening.
Then again where I'm going, would I be leaving?
Or would I be staying, But where would this be leading?
I've tried believing, I've got nothing;
Something that I'm doing, Is it worth living?
Am I resisting, Should I be fleeing
What am I doing? , voices starts exploding.
Why am I still running, I'm not the one leading.
I'm just only hoping, it would start healing.
I'm still bleeding.
I'm dying.
I'm a human being.
So am I dreaming?
'Cause I'm still breathing.
Resistance is futile when I'm losing.
The truth is killing
Because no way I would be winning.

Take it slow and don't haste,
Or your effort would be nothing but a waste