What are the odds?
I watched her
Plant her lips on his
She was twirling around him
It was like her affection
Was the best compliment he could get.
What were the odds?
She's my sister.
They wrote letters to each other
For 13 years.
When he finally got out
She left her relationship
As to join her true love.
The one that she struggeled
To love for 13 years.
The one that she struggeled
To hate for 13 years.
I smile with joy in my heart
As I watch his contentment
As he finally wraps his arms around her
And the smile and blush
That appears on her face.
Like it was the best compliment
He could've given her.

They really made it
Through everything
Went to hell and back
With each other
And came out victorious.

I decided recently
That maybe I'm better off alone
Just for a while
To sort myself out.
The thought gave me
Immediat and deep peace.
Everything made sense again
And in this moment
As I watch you
In each other's embrace
I know for the first time
That that's what I want for myself
And it's worth the wait.

Please take your heart
And tear it all out
I'm done with this
I've had enough, I'm done.
Enough is enough
And I've reached my limits.
Imma get my party on
In my skin tight dress
And pray to God
You catch an STD.

Just for ***** and giggles
Stop punishing yourself
For a moment and push your ego aside.
I'm over it.
And all over...
*Well him, he's cute

It's calm here
A city with the attitude of a town
"Save the poor"
The words are spelled out
On a building behind the church
There are a few here
Churches that is
In close proximity of each other

I sat at the bus stop
After work
Quietly de-working
De-toxing from your temper
And the threat you oppose
To our professional integrety
Every day you are here.
I snort at the though of you
You're just like my dad.

A man sat by my side
Carefully placed
His beer can on the ground
"Can you read this to me?"
He said as he handed me a letter
I opened it and scanned it briefly
"They're giving you money sir"
"Why?"
"You applied for it and they approved"

You smell just like my dad
Speaking of how my boss reminds me
Alcohol and cigarettes
A boy stares at me in the distance
too young
"Why would they give me money"
"It seems Sir, that you applied for it"

He shruds his shoulders
I get that your memory fails you
With all the *****
That circles in your system.
I don't judge you old man.
You're just a version of my old man.
I get it, life's hard
Wonder what it threw at you
Before you got this way.

Once upon a time
You were just like that boy
Who curiously glues his eyes on me
Just a normal boy.
Just like my dad.
Wonder what will become
Of this young kid
Fingers crossed he'll turn out good
Fingers crossed
*fingers crossed

someone once said to walk away from that which no longer makes you happy*

I have lived my life
Obeying this wisdom
And I rarely miss
Those I walked away from.
Not because I stopped loving them
Not necessarily because I don't care
But I lost my attachment
Willingly and gracefully
And send them all the best
And hoped they would do well
For themselves.

But what about those few
Who never leave you
No matter how far you ran.
No matter how angry you were
Or how many reasons you had
To stay angry.
I've left situations that
I thought I would never dismiss.
Never looking back
Knowing I just did the impossible.
But what about those few
Who show up in my dreams
Greet my thoughts
First thing in the morning
And haunt me through out the day
Having less than enough reason
To stay in my mind?

What do you still have
To say for yourself?
Is it just that I never should've left
In the first place?
Is it a lesson the same way I teach them?
fine if you believe it to be true, let's test it
Am I now getting a taste of my own medicine?
If I truly believed I could just run off
And really leave it all behind me
As just a bad taste in my mouth?
The lesson being
That if I truly belief it to be true,
It must be tested.
And the universe threw all it's power on me
And gently caught me
As I caved under the pressure
Of my own stubborness.

What's there left to say now?
I can reason what I did perfectly.
It all makes sense.
I had no business in that business.
Except for your gracefull existance.
I had to follow my potential
Which is ironically going to waste
As I'm still not living up to it.
I had no space to co-exist in your life
Nor was it my place
I was just the maid
But ironically you still exist in mine.
And no matter how much
I wish you'd leave my
My mind, my dreams,
No matter how much I wish
To stop feeling that sensation
That turns in to an image of you,
It never ends.

*so please, just tell me what you came for. I'm tired of fighting, you won. Just tell me and I'll give in; just make this stop

I felt it to the depths of my heart
The riots in Istanbul
To the point that on a whim
I packed up and left
To join them.
I know how many died
And got life long injuries
And I don't know why
But it feels like a personal insult
That these people are being
Stripped off their basic rights
At the hands of a religious leader

I heard the worry years ago
As I sat at the table with you
In a mansion ajoining the consulat.
How I wondered in here
I beyond me, but here I am.
Watching the wrinkle
Appear on you doll-like features.
I roared with rage as I watched
The footage of the taking of Taksim.
My heart broke with the lightbulbs
I threw at the riot cops
Off the safety of your balcony.

they're just doing their jobs

they attained 50 people tonight

Right before my eyes

I could only watch them
Jump out of their windows

Now I hear that they blew up
The apartment right across
From yours last night.
And the guy who sold bread
On the side of the street died.
I watched the footage
Of Radiohead fans
Being beaten up
For enjoying themselves
During your religious vast.

*Why doesn't anyone help them?

There must be a reason.
Yes, yes there is definitively a reason
Why the men who grew on the same soil as I
Seem exactly as boring as they are.

There must be a reason
Why I only have to see
Men of certain origins
And my flirt comes on.

Happened today
Again!
As I opened my mouth
Right before I smiled
It crossed my mind

no no no no you can't flirt with him, he's her brother

Stupid genetic variety

I kept calm
I kept my cool
The tesion rose
I threw the door at you
You screamed
bang
Said another door

He yelled
Blamed us
Lost his point
I looked at you
We smirked
There was never a fight
what a ****

It was never about us
we don't have a problem.
I know you're leaving
But I'm coming with you.
We've paived the way
For each other
For three years

With each conflict
We hold on tighter
To each other
Through trust and loyalty.
Let them say what they say
Today I laughed
With joy in my heart
As we said
*see you tomorrow