it
was
like "a"
mirror!
what you
see, is what
you get about my*
Behavior!But sometimes
there are some "c" whose
*reflections were so true lies!

after i cried while fist close
head over heels, saw a number
Upside down, thought it was nine
midwife arise and beaten me conversely

symbolizing-here i am, newly birth
i'm ready to face the world
whom shall i fear, i'm yours
to you world...i'LL be back

how i'm longing to become musician
so 60th noting would be six
just like with five for fighting
when they sang their song superman

~~~it's not easy to be me!~~~
...when i was young way back
on comfort room, i asked myself
words, where did you come from?

wish i may, wish i might
if you would count on me
accurately more than one two three
these four-liner stanzas must exact

i don't know where this poem
could belong, will it shall? or
simply collect and love by more?
as haiku or an epic enthusiasm

from my heart to your mind...
long or short speech can should,
oasis were found, moods are solemn!
inside on this story-telling hymn.

(  January 6,th 2016 )
@7:16 a.m.

Sometimes I feel like I want to give up
Why
Sometimes I feel like I let people down
Why
Sometimes It's hard for me to do things
Why
But I know I can do better
Why
I can learn from those mistakes
But Why
Because, well, Just because.

Is it weird that I miss crying
Like crying because of
a good movie
a sad novel
a soulful song
or perhaps because
it hurts so bad
that all you can do is cry
and I miss it
because now
I just feel so numb

i twist and i turn
fast within life's chrysalis
developing wings