Let us walk,
let them fight.
in the end we'll be alright.
You're in my site .
Just like a kite
. with out control.,
                                                              st­uck on parole..
Be my boo I see right through
         You are untamed .
thiss , just inflamed.
    your'e parents fault they did not change!
there mistakes left you to blame..,
   your past my level on a second step.

that's why I look up and tell you wassup..
holding you're sane'   avoiding the lame  
You are free when you're with me
Tighter
....quiter...
be my fighter.

jesse   *Mckush

There’s a middle age man he is combing his hair

Glares at the mirror for the youth that isn’t there

It escaped him like poison and he drank it like wine

He never new the consequences at the time

Do I know them…..Do I know?

So society’s poisoned by the phone and the web

Watch the people live their lives without leaving their beds

Just a spectacle for our entertainment

I start wishing there was more to life than just this

But what……What could be more than this?

Everything is ready at the click of a mouse

No one will speak not even in their own house

So they start to forget that they even know the sound

Of their voices when they say hey I love you

They’re lost in their muses

But they’re false and they’re proud

Of the things that they think show about them

But they really say nothing and I’m feeling quite sad

Don’t you know…. You could be so much more

I say hold up a fist to the flame in the sky

And block out the light that’s reaching for our eyes

Cause it would blind us….blind us.

Well I’ve stopped taking time out

To consider these thoughts

And that’s a lie just as true as

I like missing shots

I’m confused…..I’m lost…..Who I am?

We’ll I say hey try me on

Maybe we’ll be the best of friends

or pass through my life

Like a dream through my head

Let’s see if…if I can do this…

But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time

A melody to keep my humming constant

I rhythm to set an example for these lungs

So I don’t give up and start falling fast asleep

A darkness so permanent that eventually I will greet

I can't do it.
I can't pretend anymore,
But I can't be myself either.
This...
This...
This MASK is crazy glued to my face!
A never-ending smile,
A never-ending mass of energy.
I'm tired,
I'm upset,
I'm only happy around a few certain people,
I'm helpless.
I can't stop it.
Help me...
Help me...
HELP ME BE ME!!!

Please?

                                       Dear Diary,
                                       I can't handle this anymore...

I look around, and I see no one else.
It's always just me, surrounded by myself.

Some would call this hell: living in such seclusion.
But I am surrounded by simplicity; not by confusion.

I'm not really alone. Presence of grace lies in every nook.
The love of my God is visible in every place that I look.

I may be all by myself. "Trapped in this place"
But with my faith around my neck, I feel safe.

It reminds me of who I am. Reminds me my suffering's done.
Reminds me of the kid I used to be. And the man yet to come.

The homes I was raised in shine in every detail.
And I know He is with me. With Him, I won't fail.

So am I really alone when no one else is around?
Because I can hear His voice when there are no other sounds.

What if I'm a monster,  
a scary  looking type
What if I accidentally
frighten little kids at night

What if I'm friendless
looking for some love
But no one really wants me
in the world up above

What is it you hate?
My pointed teeth and yellow eyes?
It's like your looking for someone else
In this ghastly disguise

I know I'm hard to love
With all my ugly flaws
Please someone see me as beautiful
And ignore my giant claws.