And I want to say it all
But I've got a little cockroach
Resting on my lips
And I'm afraid
It'll crawl inside
If I open my mouth
Text: "I wish u could just be happy"
Text: "I'm happy with you
Are you not "happy" anymore with me?
Can you not stand me?
Then why the **** are you still with me?
Why the **** am I still here?
Please be my guest and define happy?
I went to a funeral today to show me death is so real. Told my friend. He said death might be real, but life is just as real.
This morning I watched the way the sky blends like a man pushing down, ******* it to some how make it perfect when it already was. I can't explain what happy or beautiful means because, I've never been called that by someone who has stayed.
So don't tell me those things
We're not happy anymore.
You're lips, like sandpaper now that I think about it, but twice the man he'll be.
A lighter, I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to put it to my lips and burn every inch of your kiss off, but
I simply rub my eyes hard enough to blur the image of you driving because it was always my favorite place to be.
In the passenger seat, I'm not the driver. Not in control.
Smell like you,
A Band-Aid drenched in lonely.
I'm cold, like snow, but, just as beautiful.
And you're black, like coal, but, will always be beautiful.
What can we do with all these faces of boredom
Can't we just shoo them away
What can we do with all these faces of depression?
Can't we just place a smile right on his face?
What is possible in the world today?
What are we accomplishing nowadays
Most people laugh and smile and act as if everything is okay
When really deep inside they are breaking and crying and they really feel like dying
But really .....
What can we do today ?
All people now do is cry ... And cry
And drown in there very own tears
and we don't even try
At least not out best
Well here I am today ... Trying to change your perspective in what you do
And how you do it
Well let me just conclude this
Our world needs this creativity, the creativity we lost by our distracticness and selfishness
Let's get it back let's try ...
He is an elephant of black and white
Honored with eyes just too bright
He fights for his people
Keeping them as High as a building’s steeple
After years of glory he has rested
It’s all back to us; we have bean tested
I half white half black
People whom are lying on my back
We will finish this war
I open the first door
People have caused all this chaos
I am tiered from all the loss
Rise the white flag
No more bodies to drag
We speak to freedom
What are people doing drinking all that ***?
We hold the power of a thousand apes
We need these men to push these breaks
I remember the day we cried please
As the mountain echo the seas
Written by my brother: bader al Issaei
I want to tell you
Everything there is
to know about me.
About how I ran from
the highest hill down
to feel the air push
Once I bent down
and asked Him to give me
death over happiness.
I used to believe that
dust was nothing but
fallen away from us.
I will tell you everything.
If only you asked.
Because I want to.
I want to give you
a piece of my mind.
I want you to get
inside the mind that controls
this melancholy body.
I want you to get
inside the chambers of my heart
and wrest dark secrets
from its broken symphonies.
I will tell you anything.