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Marco Jimenez May 2010
What do we know of the likes of time?
We are all just shadows that move and rhyme,
We love and lose,
We pick and choose,
We play and fight,
We wake at morning and sleep at night,

We go to work and try not to be late,
And the next time we aren’t on time can decide our very fate,
We see money as the life’s necessity to live,
Some have too much and are too greedy to give,
Some work hard and don’t have any,
And sadly this number is not few but many,

Yes the rich love their expensive clothes and their private bars,
They can simply say “I want one of those 100k sports cars”,
And the houses with 5 bed, 4 bath, 2 stories, and a powdered ***,
The big lawn, the granite pass, the big pool, and the green grass,
And all the rich can do is flash their money and boast,
So to you rich ******* I propose a toast,

May the cries of the forgotten earth and poor,
Rain down on you with wrath and make you bleed and bleed more,
May you receive 1000 pounds of pressure for every dollar you don’t need,
Every dollar that you can give but you keep out of greed,
I wish you would meet the poor kids and families that make your clothes,
The ones that you wear so you can look good and pose,

I encourage you to see such people in pain,
To see the damage of you factories acid rain,
And you do all this just for the oil in the land!
You take people’s lives and don’t even offer your hand!
So I end my toast to you rich *******,
May your lives be long but plagued by the masses.
May 2010 · 460
A Word Is All You Need
Marco Jimenez May 2010
Sometimes a word
Is all you need
To fall to the floor
And no longer breathe,

The hearts that need help
Are ready to fall with a touch,
So be careful what you say,
At least know that much,

Because the hearts that are falling
Are held together by air,
They keep falling,
Because no one is there,

You need to know,
Or at least realize,
That a simple smile,
Could just be pain in disguise,

Don’t be tricked
By a simple smile
And a “no thanks I’m fine”
All the while
These people are in pain all the time

Just stick it out
There’s no need to scream and shout
Hold a calm and steady voice
Saving a life is always a matter of choice
And when a life is saved
The savior may rejoice
May 2010 · 631
Breaking Myself Apart
Marco Jimenez May 2010
My heart is hurting because of the words I keep in pain,
I never knew that keeping them from her would ever be in vain,
I never told her because I didn’t want to break her heart,
But instead I ended up tearing my own heart apart,

I asked her out to a military dance,
And the things I learned about her caught me in a trance,
She was just like me in many ways,
And I was stuck thinking about her for many days,

I spent a lot of time thinking of her
But I never spoke to her again,
Because my family was leaving
And I had to go with them,

I didn’t tell her because it would have broken my life,
And my ultimate failure would have taken new heights,
Even though she might not have felt the same as I,
I did it for her because she made feel like I could fly,

Now I know I shall never again
Be able to call her my dear friend,
And I’m completely breaking myself apart
As this pain suffocates my broken heart
this is dedicated to the girl that i could have had that i didn't go for.
Apr 2010 · 590
Experience Life
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
my alarm goes off every morning
while I’m still snoozing and snoring,
i go to school and every second is so **** boring,
I’m just getting fatter with all this energy I’m storing,
i hate sitting here in this ******* chair,
all I’m doing here is wasting air,
if i could get out id go anywhere,
but for now i can only sit and stare,
let me out and send me to the moon,
we all know life ends way too soon,
c'mon man it’s almost noon,
i haven’t even gotten in my daily hour of doom,
when I’m done with this **** I’m saying goodbye,
i won’t even bother telling anyone why,
and i won’t waste my time stopping just to cry,
life is too short to worry about when i'll die,
I’m gonna climb mountains and swing on trees,
I’m gonna cross deserts and sail the seven seas,
ill fight monsters, beasts, animals, and bees,
ill defend to the death anything that life frees,
because life isn't meant to be lived behind a desk,
taking away all of life's very best,
with all this pressure lying on your chest,
just drop it, go out, and experience the real test!
life isnt living in a room on a chair behind a desk. its doing what you want, when you want, how you want, for whatever reason, at any time of year or season, in any second, minute, hour, day, week, month, or year
Apr 2010 · 830
A Small Boy
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
I remember when I was just a small boy,
Playing with my yellow Tonka toy,

I would pay no attention to all the death in the streets,
I just listened to the comforting sound of my mommas heart beats,

I didn’t care what anyone said to me because I was only a child,
I was always restless, energetic, and wild,

But I was also very sweet, cute, and kind,
The thought of hurting another never came into my mind,

I used to make up the craziest fantasies in my head,
“I always loved hearing your stories” as my mother said,

I would give her two hugs and two kisses every night before I went to bed,
And then she would tuck me in and give me one more kiss on my head,

After she left I would shout goodnight to my sister and my two brothers,
And then I went to sleep with the soothing warmth that was my mothers,
Apr 2010 · 588
Decide
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
alone the trees are gray,
leaves falling in silence,
with ease the wind blows them away,
it requires no violence,

the wind carries them like babies in baskets,
it uses its own body instead of open caskets,

they land in the river,
and some on the sides,
but one still remains,
it debates and decides,

what shall i do? it says,
where shall i go?
should i stay here in the air?
or should i join the river flow?

shall i fall upon the side
where i will forever reside?
i simply just can't decide,

i can fly in the air and go anywhere,
i can fall on the side in the easiest place to hide,
i can float in the river like a boat in the winter,
or i can stay here and never ever decide,
there are many complications to deciding what to do with your life.
Apr 2010 · 764
Don't Push Me
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
how stupid must you be?
to try your luck and walk on me,
when it comes to drinking anger i am always sober,
but if you step on me that time will sure be over,
i will become heavily drunk with rage,
and i will not be stopped by the strongest cage,

i passionately hate this person that you have forced out,
you were confidently in my face when you should have been in doubt,
if you thought that i would do nothing then you were terribly wrong,
now i shall beat you to the ground and drag your body along,
then i'll hold you down and pin your neck with a chair,
and i'll keep pushing down until your almost out of air,

then i will release and give you what is not my right to take,
and i will let you know that i choose not the path of hate,
i'll have you know that i could have killed you on the spot,
but lucky for you it is this evil person i am truly not,
i fought for your life even though you stepped on mine,
but i promise that you may not be so fortunate next time,
instead of doing something i would regret later, i turned my actions into words and i used my pen to put those words on paper, and i rid myself of the poison before it took me over.
Apr 2010 · 609
Together As One
Marco Jimenez Apr 2010
come ye dragons,
men and horses,
gather yer wits
and set yer courses,

load the ***,
bring yer mugs,
prepare to battle
from beasts to bugs,

don't forget the music,
we must have a tune,
on with it now,
we'll all be dead soon,

and die by the sword,
we shall, we will,
dead we will be,
but many we will ****,

all the men and women,
who join us in this fight,
we battle all through the day,
and drink all through the night,

true it may be that none shall ever return,
all together in glory and death,
but we are brothers and sisters together,
and together we share one life in one breath,
Mar 2010 · 908
Gone
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
Here I am once again lying in the ***** street,
Waiting for someone I know I may never meet,
Wasting my time with things like hope and belief,
Looking for a savior or a source of relief,
Walking with a shadow with a mind of its own,
Opening scars that have been many times re-sown,

My soul and my heart have left,
I can breathe in and out at best,
Defeat has been imprinted on my ugly face,
And I wear the crown of this dead and gone place,
My home has become the cold wind and the freezing rain,
My best friends have become the cold shoulder and constant pain,

This heart that I have lost has completely become my shame,
And all the while I count my loss I slowly forget my name,
You can speak to me upon the street and there is nothing I would do,
For if we really were to ever meet I would not remember you,
And all these faceless memories crawling in my skin,
Will soon totally consume me from within,
And air will cease to destroy all that I have in this earth,
And life will die and I will no longer let air cast its curse,
i heard words in my head and i just put them together. i'm not sure exactly what it portrays but i felt a sort of dark personal attachment to it.
Mar 2010 · 708
Beauty
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
what is this light that I hold inside my hand,
this heat and softness on my toes inside the sand,
water rises up in a halo around my head,
the sand lifts me up like a comfy little bed,
I'm floating through the forest with a calmness in my mind,
the birds are chirping and they're following behind,
this light in my hand is getting ever brighter,
and this bed of sand is lifting me ever higher,
I enter a giant sphere of clouds floating in the sky,
there is no evil mist or shroud taking vision from my eye,
I take the deepest breath of purity in the air,
and I keep it in my heart with all the other beauty that is there,
the sand suddenly leaves from under me,
the water leaves it's place and creates a sea,
I'm terrified to be falling so furiously fast,
so I close my eyes and dream of things future, present, and past,
I open my eyes and I gently fall on the ground,
lying flat on my back, I get up and look around,
a field of beauty instead of an open sea,
only for a moment I wonder, how could this be?
I wonder why I've landed in such an interesting place as this,
there is something going on here but I don't know what it is,
this place is very strange and it grows stranger ever more,
and the beauty I keep inside my heart is no longer kept in store,
for all the beauty here cannot be held in one space,
because it is all our hearts that make up this special place,
so I hold my heart with this light held in my hand,
and I release it into this place, this beautiful, beautiful land
dedicated to everyone. we are all an important part of the beauty of this world
Mar 2010 · 1.0k
Mother
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
mother don't get up
your still in pain,
let us fight them,
the ones destroying your name,

the ones ripping out your hair ,
the ones cutting your skin,
the ones taking your air,
the ones killing you within,

mother let us be your guardians,
lend us your sword and shield,
give us the power
that only you can wield

we shall hunt them down,
the ones who think they have all the power,
and when the window opens
we will make our strike within the hour

archers ready!
infantry hold fast!
cavalry ready!
we have come to it at last!

a moment in time
felt only by a generation,
the rushing power
to overcome a nation,

the shaking urge
to charge and fight,
the strength to conquer,
and we found it over night,

for the dead that are sleeping,
for the children that are weeping,
for the sky that is crying,
for our home that is dying,
for our world in pain,
nothing will be in vain!

for you mother,
our protector,
our Queen,
rest now,
we will fight
while you stray off into a dream
dedicated to our dying home and the innocent ones paying the price.
Mar 2010 · 422
Love
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
Have you ever seen a world where everything’s twisted around?
Where water becomes air and sight becomes sound,
A place where feelings turn into beautiful birds
And beauty is expressed in many words,
A world that shows you the meaning of love,
And takes you to the caves below and to the clouds above,

Such a place,
Is where I thought I was,
When I saw a lonely girls face,
And I fell deeply in love,

I don’t know if this girl would ever take me as hers,
But there is one thing that my heart ensures,
I have feelings of love that may very well be real,
A sense of desire that I strongly feel,
And the little things make it worth that much more,
And a fallen heart is in need of an open door,

An honest smile can keep someone from death,
Giving a caring word is sharing a loving breath,
Offering a hand can make someone’s day,
Sharing a thought can take someone’s pain away,
And although being a friend is wonderful and kind,
Being in love is something you can never leave behind,

Because love is a blessing as well as a feeling,
It’s an act of kissing and random heart stealing,
It’s an eternal heartfelt burning fire,
Something that most want and always desire,
Love happens when you realize the pumping in your chest,
Don’t fight it, just go for it and give it your best,
It comes in many different forms and styles,
But it lasts even if the distance is miles and miles,

So if you’re ever confused
And you don’t know what to say
Just say how you feel
You’ll appreciate it one day
Mar 2010 · 620
A Family
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
What a concept a family is,
Who are they and what do they do?
What are their motives?
And how do they involve you?

Is it a game that is meant to attack the soul?
Is it meant to put you to shame until you are dead and old?

is it supposed to feel like there is no light?
Am I supposed to be this deep in the dark?
Is there a certain life threatening mission
On which I must embark?

How much fear am I supposed to have?
Should I stay coiled up on the ground?
Crying and shaking
All around,

The tears won’t stop,
Even with no emotion on my face,
I want to go somewhere else,
A different place,

Death is my desire,
I want it to end in fear, pain, and fire,
This is how I feel,
I can’t make it any more fake or real,

I don’t want any kisses or hugs,
All I keep getting is betrayal,
Sometimes it slides off like rain,
But it always hurts like hail,

This darkness that my mind and heart
Forever share
Is a sentence of death
That ends in darkness and despair
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
you know there is something I've been meaning to say
and it's been prying on my mind every day

why do you feed me all of this crap
and why do you try it every day
if there is one thing i know it's that
your words don't mean a thing anyway

what do you do
that gives you the right to say these things
what blocks your mind
from all the bad this brings

why do your criticize me and call me a perfect child
when all i am is kind
and why do you say you've done the same
when you just stab people from behind

you were once a sweet little kid
whose smile could bring back the dead
but now your just an ugly person
and your smile is one that i dread
you were just so nice
i couldn't hurt a hair on your head
but now i find it's become harder for me to sleep
every time i go to bed
i wish we could be friends
but i guess you'd rather be enemies instead

and that's perfectly fine
i won't fight against your beliefs
i'll just stay stronger to mine
and know that this battle won't be brief
but it can end whenever you want
and i won't feel any remorse
because it will all be your fault

i've already predicted
every word your gonna say
so before you try it i want you to know
your words don't mean a thing anyway

what i mean is
you have no one to take your side
and every time you speak
it's just the same old boring ride

you haven't effected anyone's life
you haven't changed anyone's mind
all you've proven to me
is that your deaf, dumb and blind

so let me make something very clear

i will stay in control of my life
i will influence my own mind
and if you wanna tag along
you'll have to leave your pride behind
Mar 2010 · 515
Your Kiss
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
life without your kiss
is almost impossible to explain
to think of life without your lips
causes unbearable pain

your skin
is softer than heavens tear
your skin
can take away anyone's fear

your heart
i would put before my own
your heart
is the most precious thing i have ever known
your heart
is the most beautiful thing heaven has ever shown
your heart
turns my heart into stone

your eyes
stare deep into my soul
creating new warmth and light
and eliminating anything bitter and old

your hair
is something beautiful and rare
you hair
is captivating and fair
your hair
is so elegant i could just sit here and stare
and you wouldn't have to move anywhere

your body
was carved out of diamonds
and made softer than water
and it was so special
that heaven couldn't figure out how to make another

but your kiss
oh how i could go on and on
with an endless list
but if i were to tell it to someone else
then it would go something like this

its as if my body looses all ability
to carry its own weight
and then my heart starts to race
at an incredible rate
and then white lilies sprout up
all around
covering everything
covering the whole ground
and if feels great
like I've been given new life
all of me senses are clear
I've taken flight

when we are apart
there is nothing about you that i dont miss
because I've got a brand new reason to live
and that reason is for your kiss
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
you told me once
and then you said it twice
please tell me why
why must i sacrifice
i'm just too scared
i don't see this as right
i don't see this as fair
and when your going
and your in the middle of the air
you'll want to stop
you won't want to move at all
you won't want to move forward
creating a past
you won't want to look back at all the faliures you've had
and then you'll be asking yourself how things got so bad

you said everything would be fine
you said it would fade away in time
why hasn't anything changed
its been so long
everything just keeps going wrong
its so hard to trust
when what your told doesn't make any sense
its so hard to trust
when your forgotten by your family and friends
Mar 2010 · 553
Why Did I Have To Die
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
they promised they'd be there
for their friends wedding day
they promised they'd be there
for their friends birthday

but they drank and drove anyway
they crashed and died before the end of the day
and deaths hand took them away
their family standing waving them away

they said they'd be with us forever
they said friendship
is the thing that keeps us all together

when we were kids
laughing and talking away
adults would ask us about drinking
and never knew what to say

now were older
still laughing and talking away
but when adults ask us about drinking
we say were doin it every day

why don't we just say
yea
im drinkin away my life
i might as well be slitting my throat with a knife
and erase my future kids and wife

so now im gonna get in this car
and drive
when i told you i'd never do it
i guess i lied

now im crashed and dead
and why
because to everyone i ever knew
i fed a lie
and after the crash
death stared me in the eye
and refused
when i asked to say bye
and as i floated away
i watched my friends and family cry
then i asked myself
why did i have to be stupid
why did i have to die
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
why can't family be family again
we used to always be friends
we used to huddle together
whenever we got scared
we felt the warmth in one anothers arms
because we knew the love was there

we used to build forts out of whatever we had in our rooms
and wage sars
throwing pillows, books, and brooms

we used to have mini mosh pits
with just the four of us
we headbanged and pushed
we screamed and pretended to cuss

we used to protect eachother
we used to defend one another
we used to stand together like brothers and sister
when mom punished us we would all resist her

we used to be a family
a family that would always care
we used to be a family with more happiness than despair
we used to be a family that never hogged food or air
we used to be a family that told eachother we were there

we used to be a family
a family that sat down toghether and ate
we used to be a family full of our own ideas that we create
we used to be a family that got along without debate
we used to be a family with more love than hate

so why can't family be family again
and remember why those times were so good
why can't family be family again
and treat eachother the way we should

why can't family be family again
and throw the hate away
why can't family be family again
and invite the love to stay
Mar 2010 · 494
What Would You Do (love)
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
what would you do
if i socked you in face

would you forgive me
knowing it was only an act of hate
would you walk away
knowing the terrible things it can create
would you be okay if someone knocked you to the floor
would you get back up with forgiveness
opening up friendships door
would you give him/her what advice you have
would you try to prevent him/her from doing it again
would you save a heart
would you prevent it from further pain
would you shield him/her from angers rain
would you tell him/her that anger isnt the only way
would you repeat it every day
not letting a single heart go astray
and if someone told you to stop
would you keep doing it anyway
would you remember right then
that the only thing we must fear more than evil
is the indifference of good people
would you put more passion in your beliefs
more than im putting in this pen
would you become an unbreakable lightning rod
would you rise above all evil
and ascend as a god
would you take your newfound power
and help those with none
would you sieze the hour
and help those who dont get one

and would all the people you.ve helped
all the lives you've changed
would the look at you wierd
would they treat you as someone strange
no
they would treat you as their friend
someone who helped
when life seemed to be at it's end
someone who knew
someone who told you why
someone who was there for you
smoeone who would never let you die
- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 508
What Would You Do (hate)
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
what would you do
if i socked you in the face
what would you do
if i filled you with hate

would you hate me till the end of your days
would you get back up without a daze
would you sock me back
and throw me to the floor
would you hit my head on the grounf
till i breathe no more
would you stand up
and let the blood mix with your tears
would you smile
and end all of your fears
would you do it again
and love it even more
would you do it again
even in the middle of a store
would you even let him/her suffer
would you even let him/her cry and curse
would you even let him/her build his/her hat for the worst
would you plant that seed of hate in his/her brain
would you make him/her scream in pain
would you not let him/her stop
would you make him/her **** a lot
would you let him/her **** anyone but you
would you know what these monsters you've created can do
would he/she tell you that you are not hate
would he/she tell you are simply a victim
an example of what it can create

would he/she tell you that this is your end
would he/she tell that there's nothing abut you he/she would miss
would he/she tell you that hate has no friend
would he/she give you a goodbye death kiss

would you feel betrayed by friends
would you feel that stab in the heart that hate sends
would you be stupid enough to not know why this is happening

would you be sad
would you feel bad
would you go away and die
realizing waht you've done
knowing no one will miss you
no one will cry

knowing all your leaving behind is hate
only fire in the eye
and a heart pierced by a steak

and the longer your in this hole
the deeper it gets
you know what it creates
and it made you pay the ultimate debt


What Would You Do (Love)  is in the works in progress
- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 763
What it Takes to be Me
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
i live each day by the hour
sometimes on the tip of a string
i live close to death
i live **** near everything

i sacrifice daily
i have to do so much just to keep my head from popping
i have to remember who i am
to keep my head from stopping

i have to remember what i have to do
i have to remember what i have to say
i have to remember where i have to go
i have to remember what i have to push away

because what it takes to be me
is not something anyone else can see
its invisible to everyone
but its known to be free

what it takes to be me
is strength and desire
a burning heart
a will of fire

it takes hate, hurt, and pain
tragedy, disaster, pouring rain
crazy, angry, going insane
finding what makes you into you again

i don't know why such a cold and hated heart
can so simply take us all apart
shoving our faces in the dirt
inflicting unnecessary pain
unwanted hurt

i don't know alot of things
but i do know anger isn't something to be kept
you have to let it out
fight, kick, punch, scream, shout

there's a lot i don't do
but i know i gotta try
cowardice and fear
ain't something i can justify

i never just give up
you may not understand
this is my kingdom
and i am the ruler of this land

you can't rule
because you don't have the capacity
just to see
that you don't have
what it takes to be me

because what it takes to be me
isn't hate or anger
not death or danger
nor laziness or wasting time
or violence and crime

it doesn't take shouting
and getting in someones face
it doesn't take smashing dreams
and invading peoples space

it doesn't take holding a gun to someones face  
it doesn't take telling them how close they are to dead
it doesn't take being a ****
it doesn't take me telling you what it takes just for you to see

what it takes to be me
is not something anyone else can see
its part of the earth
and the sea
its part of a bright future
and a close memory

what it takes to be me
is heart and desire
something you've never felt
something higher
higher than yourself
and further than your sight
softer than the water
and brighter than the light
and in the end
you'll find something that isn't me
something that feels better
something that feels more free
a part of you
that makes you feel greater than the sea
its you
and that's someone no one can tell you how to be
- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 440
What I See Inside Of Me
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
I look in the mirror

it swirls
swivels
and shines
but
it starts to dampen
darken
deepen
and die

in one million perfect shatters
in one million perfectly falls
it perfectly drops
upon the one million perfect walls

it terribly shapes back
it terribly comes together
it terribly reconnects
and i don't know why it bothers

i look into the mirror and this is what i see

i am drenched in black water
i am drenched in young age
i am filled with anger
i am engulfed in rage

for within each piece i see a crack
a flaw
within each piece i see nothing at all

there are millions of pieces
which my heart has been broken into
none of which i am able to find
none that it belongs to

i don't know what to do anymore
all hope is gone
the time has come
to sing my song

i lift my fists
i smash the glass
i scream in rage
i scream my breaths to my last

i am a cast out
my life is gone
im someone else
i am something wrong
im alone on the street
ive had nothing to eat
i hurt all over
i drop to the floor
i scream in pain
i cant take this any longer

so i take a piece of myself
i plunge it into my heart
followed by the rest
tearing my body apart

as each piece of myself breaks inside
as each piece shatters and dies
as the darkness surrounds me
the mirror is gone
because it has nothing to show
it has nothing to see
i can finally be
forever free
Mar 2010 · 576
We
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
We
we fight
we die
we live
we cry

we earn
we cheat
we conquer
we defeat

through our eyes we see the truth
but through our lies we alter what we choose

we use
we lie
we change
we divide

we corrupt
we claim
we destroy
we cause pain

were killing
were breeding
were dying
were feeding

were hungry
were poor
were rich
were powerful

we move on
we forget
we honor
we protect

we hate with fiery passion
but we love in the same way too

we ****
we deceive
we falter
we haven't been freed

freed from our past
freed from our hate
freed from our anger
freed from what we can create

we can create hunger
we can create death
we can create life
we can create breath

we can create slaves
we can create killers
we can create smiles
we can create healers

we can create passion
devotion
pressure
emotion
family
friends
beginnings
and ends
- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 483
Two
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
Two
two be in love
two eyes must meet
two hearts must feel
two minds must connect
two make love real

one is not enough
two are required
three words to say
for one two be desired

fir burns in our hearts for passion
water soothes our minds so we can imagine
these two together
creates a world two live and die in

only two
but who?
how do we decide?
when these two will collide

love wasn't created to simply move the heart
love is the strongest thing in the world
because nothing can tear it apart

and that is why
two be in love
all it takes is two
because you need more than one
two do things two can do

two at the start
two at the end
of every day

two as one heart
two as one friend
with only three words left two say

but i won't tell you them
because you already know them anyway
Mar 2010 · 463
This Is Our Time
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
these are our years
these are our days
to take control
of this day and age

these are our moments
these are our times
to seize the day
and show how much our generation shines

its time to show everyone were not just teens
were women
were men
were human beings

its time to stand as one
time to stand true
time to show em
show em what we can do

were not kids
were children
were not weak
were not easily beaten

we will make history
we are the future
we set the standard
to make those after us that much harder
to make them better
to make the faster
to make them stronger
to make them smarter

and like we are doing now
they will strive to be truer to themselves
to live with less regrets
to be loving people
to seize the day
and to be givers and not takers
Mar 2010 · 1.0k
This Is My Fear
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
i am not afraid of crashing in a plane
i am not afraid of drowning in the rain

i am not afraid of gangsters in the night
i am not afraid of bullies or a fight

i am not afraid of burning in a fire
i am not afraid of electricution by wire

i am afraid that my last words will be i wish i had
i am afraid that in my lifetime
i will have done less good than bad

i am afraid of my brother going to war
i am afraid that when he leaves
ill wish i had loved him more

i am afraid of not giving enough to those i love
i am afraid of not giving all that i can give
i am afraid of dying
knowing ill only be remembered for all the bad things i did

i am afraid that nobody will care when i'm gone
i am afraid that life wont be very long
i am afraid of being forgotten as easily as a song
i am afraid of never knowing what i did wrong

i am afraid that my life will have never made a difference
i am afraid of my loved ones hurting for even one day
i am afraid of their hope fading away
i am afraid of their life and love going a different way
Mar 2010 · 612
The Strongest Among You
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
we see you more than you see us
and we know it better than you think

we are the strongest among you
you may try and break us down

you can beat us down
you can drag us down
you can talk us down
you can pull us down
you can stare us down
you can cheat us down

no matter what you do
no matter what you try

we will always come back
and we will never die

you can send us to the edge of space
you can send us to the center of the sun
you can throw us out onto the street
you can dropp us into the depths of an empty well
and even to the depths of hell

but we are back
oh we are well

and there is something you lack
and only we can tell

don't you feel terrible
don't you feel sad
don't you feel horrible
don't you just feel bad

we can beat you down
we can drag you down
we can talk you down
we can pull you down
we can stare you down
we can cheat you down
we can send you to the edge of space
we can send you to the center of the sun
we can throw you out onto the street
we can dropp you into the depths of an empty well
and even to the depths of hell

but we wont
and i bet that you do't know why

its because you have something that we don't
and that is the corruption of a lie

we have been beaten down
we have been dragged down
we have been talked down
we have been pulled down
we have been stared down
we have been cheated down

we have been sent to the edge of space
far from the reach of a friendly face

we have been sent to the center of the sun
isolated, stupid, and dumb

we have thrown out onto the street
cold and lonely, hungry for anything to eat

we have been dropped to the bottom of an empty well
its cold and dark and everyone passing by just says 'oh well'

and we have even been to the depths of hell
nowhere to run
and constantly attacked
always lonely
and pain never lacked

always searching
can never find a friendly face
can never come home to a proud mother and father
cant even find a place to stay
cant even find out why people even bother
only able to find that everything's become harder

but there is always a loop hole
always a break point
always a loose pole
always a loose joint

you will always find someone
family or friend
someone that has a hand to lend

but this person is not here to hold your life by the hand
this persons job is to help you get up and stand

and its up to you to take the first step
and live your life with no regret

so its not about being able to come out on top after bieng
beaten down
dragged down
talked down
pulled down
stared down
cheated down
sent to the edge of space
sent to the center of the dun
thrown out onto the street
dropped into the depths of an empty well

its about the fact that we stood by our friends
we saw you more than you saw us
and we knew knew it better than you did

you tried to break us down
and that just makes it true
that we have become
the strongest among you
- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 723
The Painting
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
one perfect painted picture
hung crooked on the wall,
one day it will completely wither,
and it will die and fall,

a new picture will be painted
and hung in the same place,
its memory tainted,
by a once dead space,

it too will one day die,
and another painting
will be hung with another sigh,
furthering the tainting
of another painting that will die
Mar 2010 · 511
The End Of All Things
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
How do you know it’s all over?
When darkness and time
Are as infinite as death,
And the world you know
Is at its final breath?

When all the dark has overcome its foes
To sink into your skin and between your toes,
And shards of glass is all you breathe
Into a web of despair that will never unweave,
When all your family has turned against each other in disdain,
And all your friends cause each other endless pain,
When the air you breathe becomes what you believe you don’t deserve,
And your most horrible fears replace your every nerve,
When such a time in the end of all things has no worth,
And lives can only be returned ruthlessly to this dying earth

This is such a time
To ask what questions I have that are mine,
For I don’t understand that in my heart
Lies a sense of meaningless in why I played my part,

Did I add to this dying world?
Did I kick the young and destroy the old?
Have I become what I have fought for so long?
Have all of my beliefs been proven wrong?
Am I blind to all I have done?
Am I aware that I hurt all and appreciate none?
When did I join this dying planet?
When did I receive my pointless part in it?

I just don’t understand
Why darkness and hate,
Have become the foundation
Of earth’s final fate,

I guess when demons finally rid themselves of what their trying to ****,
We humans will be at the mercy of our own will,
And earth will either be dead or almost gone,
And we’ll follow the road to the end of all things as it was meant all along.
Mar 2010 · 624
Poetry Can Set You Free
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
any poem can be read
but are you listening to the words
how can you tell what it just said
how do you know if you understood it at all

how do you know whether it impacts you or not
how do you know if it makes you move
how do you know what its saying to you
how do you know which path to choose

when do you get the message
does it take you a few tries
do you keep an open mind
or do you just say everything is lies lies lies

do you know what you want
what are you looking to find
are you looking to broaden your experiences
or expand your mind

if your looking for answers
i can't tell you them myself
i don't know what they are
but i can tell you something else

poems won't give you answers
poetry is simply a key
what you must ask yourself is
how do i find the answer within me

how do i know if i feel it inside
what can i do to help myself decide
i wont find the answer in a books many pages
or by reading about life's many stages
i haven't found the answer yet
but i know reading is definitely not my best bet
ink and paper cannot bring out my soul
only the energy in each piece of cereal in the bowl

but if poetry can set you free
then i guess poetry does open the door
so ill use the poet within me
to open it a little more
Mar 2010 · 467
Pay Trbute To The Dead
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
those we've loved
those we've lost
those we've hurt
the lives we've cost

we've never actually taken the time to think about these things
the good people
the bad people
everything real

there is a saying that states 'in a mans imagination is where he can truly be free, thus is now, and thus will always be'
but that doesn't change the real things in life
it doesn't change what we see
it doesn't change the reality
it doesn't bring out more light
it does't bring anything to right

but the power rests within our hands
to act on what we feel
to change the stars
and make our dreams become real
so that we may expand our thoughts
expand our lives
and remember those we've lost
remember their lives
and so they had not died in vain
use their power
use their will
use their pain
and give the world something to gain
give it heart
give it strength
give it purity
give it a life of greater length

pay tribute to the dead
remember who changed our lives
remember who we loved
remember who payed for our lies

pay tribute to the dead
do something bold
pay tribute to the dead
remember the people of old
pay tribute to the dead
live our lives for ourselves
pay tribute to the dead
remember loss
pay tribute to the dead
know regret
knoe the cost
pay tribute to the dead
we have strength
pay tribute to the dead
we have the power
its in our hands
sieze the hour
change the land
change the stars
change the world
the time is ours

carpe diem
sieze the day
take your life
and never give it away
Mar 2010 · 765
Look At Me Now
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
got my hands in my pockets
my chin in the air
my feet on the ground
im on a mission
a dare

got my hands in my pockets
my chin in the air
got my eyes fixed foreword
like there's nothing their

nothing but my path
my goals
my ends
my faults
my treasure
my money
my friends
my sweet jar of honey
my strength
my heart
my strive
to be a part
of something big
a part of something real
a part of something special
something that will make me feel

righteous
and free
in the air
where nothing can touch me
where no one can bring me down

i got my hands out of my pockets
my head held high
my feet steppin up
and im wavin bye

bye to my world o fear
bye to my world of pain
bye to my world of dead ends
bye to my world of never ending rain

bye to the darkness in the corner
bye to the darkness under the sheets
bye to the filling my head
bye to the holding my feet

bye to the hateful swing that misses every time
trying to hit me
trying to pound me
trying to deal great pain

i am above you now
im standin tall
nothing can hold me back
nothing at all
Mar 2010 · 5.5k
Living
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
I see people alone, and in pain
i see people walking with no name
i see people forgetting what it means to live
forgetting what the good life is

forgetting the taste of apples
forgetting the taste of milk
forgetting the taste of eggs
forgetting how to cook
forgetting warm water
forgetting the meaning of soft
forgetting how to soothe
a troubled persons mind, or heart
living as slaves to their past
and dwelling on dreams of the future
forgetting the strength of the will
forgetting the potential of the heart
forgetting the importance of the soul
forgetting the power of love

only knowing the cold hard floor
only knowing closing doors
only knowing stupid games
only knowing lots of pain, and no gain
only knowing loosing everything
only knowing hurting all the time
only knowing loneliness is inescapable
only knowing violence is inevitable
only knowing people that don't care
only knowing its all unfair
only knowing dying is better than so much suffering
only knowing trying does nothing

not knowing you
not knowing the good you can do
not knowing the lives you can save
not knowing the lives you can change
not knowing that there's someone out there that cares
not knowing there's someone willing to treat your life as it it were theirs
not knowing someone so kind
not knowing someone who wont stab you from behind
not knowing you would be happy to make their day
not knowing someone like you is only a breath away

finding a path they can finally walk
finding someone they can happily be
finding how easy it is to forget the past
finding how easy it is to pursue the dreams of the future
finding out the incredible strength of the will
finding out the endless limits of the heart
finding out the extreme importance of the soul
finding out the infinite power of love
knowing what they can do for you
knowing the good they can do
knowing the lives they can save
knowing the lives they can change
knowing how to care
knowing that their willing to treat your life as if it were theirs
knowing how to be kind
knowing they wont stab you from behind
knowing they would be happy to make you day
knowing that someone they used to be is only a breath away
knowing what to do
knowing how to help the people they used to be
knowing how to be free

whether its living for yourself
living the dream
living for the people
or living for everything

living is being true to yourself
living is being strong
living is having the discipline to listen to yourself
and having the courage to follow along

living is having no regrets
living is being a kind and loving person
living is being a part of everything
and above all
living is giving
and taking is not
living is living
and that
is living
- From The Strongest Among You
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
ok
lets start this now
c'mon
let me show you how

it goes like this
you lift up your fist
and you pound pound!
on the ground!
shaking the floor
up and around
swing swing!
hit everything!
break it all!
run through the wall!

smash!
scream!
destroy!
what would seem!
fake!
and dead!
in and out!
of your head!

what if we together walk alone inside this world
hiding in the shadows of this cold and pointless road
dreaming of the faces in our hearts we wish we had
thinking of the places in our minds don't feel this sad
wondering if this life will ever ever change
but when it does we feel so scared and strange
hoping that one day we will control our lives
and somewhere along the road we will finally realize
this road isn't gonna turn for us
we gotta turn ourselves
we will turn and thus
change the lives of sixties and twelves
and on this new road
we might think to go back
but were here
and it isn't so sad

so live!
breathe!
receive!
your heart!
burn!
fire!
now!
start!
go!
be ******!
the ones!
we fight!
****!
destroy!
in the dark!
and daylight!
never!
quit!
never!
give up!
don't change!
just keep going!
and never be shut up!

this world will someday come to a bitter end
the day that disbelief becomes our closest friend
so counter the shot, get ****** and shoot back
if you have to, use your fists or grab a bat
it doesn't matter, someday you gotta fight
doing nothing just doesn't really feel right
i don't get why people just let themselves die
they take one hit, fall down and then cry
they just let go and destroy their entire lives
and let go of their husbands, kids and wives
the tragedy of it all is that were doomed to die someday
but that's the beauty of it because everything's more beautiful that way
if we were meant to live forever
the beauty of life would never get better
we would be walking around immortal and painless
instead of walking honestly and shameless

what if we were born to live the way that we want to die
not to live forever
but so beauty cant live long enough in our lives to become a lie

so when your with death
and you're not who you want to be
just take a deep breath
and let yourself be free
Mar 2010 · 739
Just Right
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
in the right days
and the right times
with just enough nickles
and just enough dimes

with bread and butter
and a knife to spread
with arms and legs
and alive and not dead

with clothes on your back
and a roof over your head
with soft pillows and sheets
and a nice comfy bed

got some jelly and bread in the morning
and a nice hot cup of tea
got places to go
and some friends and family to go see

always having some type of fun
hangin out, rockin out
usually something dumb
generally interesting to more than some

fighting and arguing
things that are sad and bad
but happily ending
things remembered only as experiences you've had

wills getting stronger
wings growing wider
connections going longer
and friendships going farther

piecing puzzles together
solving questions of life
finding reasons why we even bother
reasons why we even fight

balancing our thoughts
between feelings of hate and love
standing out
like a beautiful white dove

everything is just right
the world is taking flight
with a righteous fist
and a voice of might
Mar 2010 · 1.2k
Ivy
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
Ivy
there was a girl
back when i was in kindergarten
i remember her now
but i knew her then

her name was Ivy
and she was my best friend
there were great possibilities
but one day it all came to an end

she moved away
i didn't know what to do
because i didn't understand
and neither would you

i was only five
how could i understand what this was
all i knew was that the wind blew
i never though about what it does

all i know is that she left
but i never knew where
but in my heart
i can still feel the love she planted there

i remember that she was the most popular girl in the school
but she chose to hang out with me
she didn't care if i was cool
because there were no two greater friends than we
everyone treated me like a fool
but not Ivy
because to her i was no tool
i was just as equal as she
Mar 2010 · 539
Its no use trying
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
im a person of sacrifice
i put other peoples happiness before mine
i tell the truth
i find no joy in lying

i take hits
so others don't have to
i block fires
so others can walk through

i've done this all my life
i've boxed in my hate since i was a kid
i put it in a jar
and i sealed it tight with a lid

i don't know why
but i don't think im a very good person
or a person that deserves
i try to be someone good
someone that serves

maybe one person can't do it all
so why keep trying
you'll just continue to fall
and keep on crying

its so much easier just to die
because there is no hope
im not gonna say why
because no one is going to help
i won't say goodbye
because not even I love myself
my soul isn't gonna float up high
because im going to hell
there won't be a single tear in my eye
because there won't be one in the eye of anyone else

i just want to be seen
but it would seem
that no one's ever gonna care
so ill die in the despair

if not believing in me is something everybody wants to do
then i guess i will too
Mar 2010 · 1.3k
Im Here For You
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
If ever you are in pain
you can always call my name

if ever your heart runs out of time
just ask and ill give you mine

If ever you choose to send me away
ill leave in body but in spirit ill stay

If ever the word love loses meaning to you
there is only one thing ill do
ill still love you
Mar 2010 · 3.0k
I'll Protect You
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
ill fight for you i swear
ill protect every stand of hair

ill bleed and give you my blood
ill die so you can live life the way you should

ill rest your head on my arm
ill defend you from any kind of harm

ill let you sigh
ill let you cry
ill tell you the truth to every lie

its okay
im here
ill do anything
just dont shed another tear

when it comes to take me away
i want you to run
ill lead it astray
and dont worry
ill come back for you somehow
someday

run!
just go!
you'll be safe
trust me i know

don't be afraid
i'll catch you if you fall
dont falter now
ill let nothing touch you
nothing at all

i already told you you'll be safe
so just go
but as for me
i really dont know

i promised him
i'd bring you back safe
don't you see
my love for you doesn't matter anyway
yours is the only life that matters now
your getting out of here
it doesn't matter how
im gonna die here
but my love for you wont
my love will protect you
dont push it away, please dont

your gonna make it out today
and im gonna stay and die
i wouldn't have it any other way
because any other way i'd have to see you cry
Mar 2010 · 3.2k
I'll Never Leave You
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
my eyes cry a million tears
my heart feels many fears
my mind feels so alone
my life feels like there's nothing left
but im still going
im far from dead
no feelings left to feel
few experiences left to have

i can only think of one more thing
one that isnt so bad
you are my final experience left to be had
you make me happy
you make me sad
you make me feel everything
good and bad

you make me love you!
and its so sad
because you have no idea
and some would walk away
and just say
thats too bad

but ill stay here with you
ill pay my debt to you
and this i will never do
ill never leave you

because nothing can separate me from you
ive got one last thing to do
and that is to fufill my love to you

let the rain drip down your face
let the tears drain all of your fears
let the darkness fall to the floor
and i will make sure that nothing will hurt you anymore

let the wind brush through your hair
let me show you i will always be there
tell me what i must do
to forever be with you

if your friends leave you
and if mine do to
that doesn't mean we cant be true
beyond the end of time

your family might disapprove
and mine might too
this is gonna be difficult for me and you

but ill stay here with you
ill pay my debt to you
and this i will never do
ill never leave you

and on the foggiest days
ill make the skies look blue
and on the darkest nights
ill show you the sunlight

with one wing black
and one wing white
we will live between the dark
and the light

we will live our life
with strength and might
and be in our love
with passion and flight
- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 8.7k
High School Memories
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
the thing that connects us to our high school past
is what we remember
whether its the heat of August
or the cold of December

will it be your high school sweethearts kiss
that you will dearly miss
will it be it be all the fun and romance
that had you caught in a sweet trance

i can tell you now that the memories i will have
will be that of the friends i had
and the way they made me laugh so much
so as for memories and good times
these ones will be such
Mar 2010 · 719
Helpless
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
how can you hurt someone so much
and just not care

how can you cause someone so much pain
and later do it again

how can you willingly take such control
how can you willingly live in such a black hole

it makes me feel the worst thing i can feel
helpless
i just cant believe how its so real
i hate this feeling
i hate times like these
i hate not being able to do anything

im gonna go crazy
im gonna break loose
im gonna break everything
break as if i have nothing to loose

i wanna do something
i wanna move
a wanna effect things
effect them how i choose

i hate this terrible feeling
of not feeling good
not feeling
the way that i should

i feel like im in this black space
i cant see anything
i cant reach anything
creating constant hate

their is nothing
solid
nothing to touch
no chair to sit on
not even a floor
nothing to stand on

no windows
no doors
no friends
nothing more
everything less
nothing there
only blackness

i feel like ive been put in this tiny box with no air holes
and each time i take a breath
i just get closer to death

do you realize
can you see
that this is happening to me
just because i think differently
just because i dont look the same
just because i play a different type of game
just because im on a different team
just because i dont understand what you mean
just because i step to hip-hop
just because i head bang to heavy metal rock
just because im addicted to MTV
just because i dont have money
just because i helped my little sister when she fell in the mud
just because i picked up and threw away a cigarette bud

i feel so alone
i need a mom or a dad
i need a friend
someone to be here when im sad

i wish that one day
someone would stop staring and help me
because whenever im helpless
there's always someone there to see

i wish someone would unbolt the box
and give me a breath of fresh air
and then tell me
that the next breath will be waiting right their

i wish someone would show me
that there are more feelings
besides sorrow and pain
more weathers
beside lightning storms and rain
better escapes
besides violence and death
better ways to end your crying
and still draw breaths

most people dont understad
that all it takes
is one person
to ruin a life
all it takes
is the push of the right button
to bring someone down without a fight

but it also only takes one person
to save a life
to unscrew the right bolts
and give some fresh air and light

to give hope
to throw down a rope
and pull someone up out of the dark
and tell them that life doesn't always have to be hard

to show that there are people out their with more feelings than just hate
people that can make you laugh
and smile
and make life worth while

these people are your family and friends
these people can shoo away all your sorrow and pain
these people can make you believe in good people again
- From The Strongest Among You
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
have you ever wanted something
something not for your eyes
something of beautiful tears
something of beautiful lies
something that envisions the seas
and encompasses the skies

have you ever wanted something
something you cant touch with your hand
something out of your reach
a vision that will soon come to an end
something that you need
something that has only your heart to mend

have you ever wanted something
something that you would put before your heart
something that symbolizes a new beginning]
something that symbolizes a new start
something that symbolizes a that missing piece
something that symbolizes a that lost part

have you ever wanted something so bad
lying
fighting
breaking the law
hurting
killing
taking no moral manner at all
realizing
seeing
what is your worst flaw
apologizing
crying
feeling bad enough to crawl
recuperating
regathering
standing back up tall
knowing
learning
what is the law
respecting
loving
only one and all
waving
saying
bye to your worst flaw

have you ever wanted something
something that you never reached
something you realized you dont really need
something that you would willingly help
and give air to breathe
but helping yourself
to continue to live and be free
- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 848
Fear Is How I Fall
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
my hearts tower has been struck
my face is crawling with tears
my voice is stuck
frozen be my worst fears

one million tons of weight
coming down at once
leaving me in a state
of disbelief and distrust

people are falling on the ground
and screaming in pain
their falling all around
again and again

smoke in the air
black as night
dust is everywhere
blurry and white

im running away
a rock falls and almost breaks my knee
i hit the floor
then a guy falls next to me
rocks are falling everywhere
and the guy looks at me and says
what a terrible place to be
i'm surprised i'm not dead
i didn't reply
i looked back thinking
i wish i could just die
my heart hurts
my will is shrinking

a gigantic black cloud
is charging my way
its thundering and loud
if only i could blow this one away

people run
but i choose to stay
it may not be a good choice
but i think its better this way

fear is how i fall
and i have fallen
i will soon be dead
but this i do not dread
for it is not fear of death that caused this event
it is the hateful acts of terror that have been sent
they have violently struck the core of my heart
i can't take it, it's tearing me apart
please don't take this from me
i may not die happy
but at least i won't suffer
for what would seem like an eternity

fear is how i fall
and i have fallen
inspired by the Tragedy of 9/11. written from the perspective of a person very close to where the two towers fell.
Mar 2010 · 521
Everyone Has and Anyone Can
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
everyone has shed tears
everyone has bore pain
everyone has had fears
everyone ***** at a certain game

but anyone can jump
anyone can laugh
anyone can smile
because life isnt so bad
so long as you choose
to listen, to learn
to honor, to earn
to love, to gain
to deal with pain
to be strong
to fight your fears
to defeat your demons
and let them fall with your tears

but ultimately

be true to yourself
be the free person of your choice
and help others to be happy and rejoice
and help your self
and others to know
that this is not your last day on earth
but it sure aint the first
Mar 2010 · 6.0k
Disappointment
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
i really wanna try
i really really do
i just can't face the fact
of disappointing you

i don't know what it is
that makes me just not go
there's always something else
that screws up my entire flow

the face of disappointment
strikes straight through my heart
it takes away my energy
and tears my hope apart

i don't want that again
not for the seventh time
a disappointment for every day of the week
and sadness will be mine

the value of my soul
will fall below zero
and will become unreachable
by any given hero

and darkness will fall upon my diminished sun
then i will remain the disappointing one
and as i lay in this deep and heartless place
i am once again dead upon your disappointed face
Mar 2010 · 519
Cry
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
Cry
you've been stabbed in the back
you've been pierced through the heart
you've always been under attack
you've never had a good start

you've been tossed to the floor
you've beaten on the ground
you've been hurt at your core
you've hurt all around

you've experienced the bad life
you've felt that hate
you've felt that rage
and you know what it can create

you've been insulted because of your height
you've been stereotyped because of your race
people have held you back all of your life
you've lost a lot of chances opportunities
your life has been through some terrible things
things that some people should never have to experience or see

there's only one thing left to do
and nothing left to say
so do it now
it will eventually happen anyway

Cry
like its everyone's business
Cry
like the world wants to know
Cry
like you've got nothing to hide
Cry
like you've got everything to show

just cry

cry out with passion
cry like the rain
just do it
cry out your pain

let the dreadful memories of your past
leave with your tears
and free your mind
of all your greatest struggles and fears

cry because you've got a family
a home
a bed

cry because your no longer homeless
no longer alone
no longer in a shed

cry because your strong
and able to put aside pain
able to conquer your fears
able to start over again
this poem is dedicated to my mom.- From The Strongest Among You
Mar 2010 · 778
Best Friends Don't Do This
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
what did i do
do you think it was me
that turned you away
because i never let you be
when you complained every single day

was i supposed to just shut up
and let you talk
was i just supposed to sit there
listening to your complaining never stop

did you think i'd hide my thoughts
while hearing about every time you got stuck in a rut
did you think i'd stop
every time you added an if and or ****

i didn't give you my advice
just to be a ****
i wouldn't have given it to you
if i didn't know you were gonna get hurt

sometimes i think i should never have tried
i didn't know you'd throw away my every word
i don't know why i never thought you lied
you probably think this is all absurd

but to me its everything!

why can't i ever say what i wanna say
do you think i just dily daly
every single day

do i have feelings
do i mean anything to you
do you just do what you want
do you even think about what the effects do

don't even try to act like you know how i feel
don't even tell me you understand
don't even say that you care
when you pull away everytime i reach out my hand

why don't you just say it
to you i am dead
when you told me you haven't changed
you didn't mean a single word you said

you're no longer the same person
you're no longer the same friend
that friendly kids life has come to an end
Mar 2010 · 844
An Unbreakable Bind
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
i give my friends advice
advice that i don't even follow myself
i always try to be nice
as im in this living hell

i have an image for my friends
and its the only one i let them see
because the other one is too disappointing
and its always talking to me

it says things like
haha thats a lie!
you don't even know why!
don't you just wanna cry!
why don't you just give up and DIE!

you don't even know what to say
you'll get rejected every single day
your always gonna get pushed away!
you can try but you'll fail anyway!

my lifes future events
and stupid plans
have me sad and alone
thinking of a girl with whom i could still be holding hands
but she doesn't care about me
she can't see the things i see

i can see all that we can be
but she can't
because she's too busy being free
and i had hope that we would get back together
but now its not very likely

does anybody really care about me
when did i become such an easy person to forget
when did my life lose quality
sometime i think giving up is my best bet

sometimes i don't care
sometimes i don't feel like being fair
sometimes i care about who, why or where
sometimes i just want people outta my hair

sometimes i just want to cuss people out
i want to tell them i have it worse without a doubt
i want to sock them in the face
i want to put them in their place

but i never do these things i just let the tension build up in my brain
and then i forget about it all
then later i do it again

im just too weak to do anything about it
but the hate keeps breeding in my mind
and i can't live without it
im wrapped in an unbreakable bind
Mar 2010 · 496
An Example Of My Dedication
Marco Jimenez Mar 2010
What should I do when I like a girl?
What do I do when this feeling is honest and real?
When I know what I want but not how it’s supposed to feel,

I know what I can give her,
And I don’t have much to give,
But I know that she
Is the only one with whom I want to live,

Then I found that she is taken,
And my heart was pulled out and violently shaken,

Any hope of seeing her again
May still be,
But now it will be only as friends,
And not with me,

And though this is crushing,
A natural sense of protection has formed,
So that if she ever gets hurt,
I’m ready to charge with raging horns,

I’ll fight anything with all my strength and more,
I’ll fight one, two, three, and even four,
And if four don’t get enough I’ll fight thirty-three,
Just as long as she is safe and the pain goes all to me,

I’ll happily die fighting
If I know that she’ll be ok,
There will be a big smile on my face,
And it will be there to stay,

The reason that I go through all this trouble
To prove who I am,
Is because I believe in the truth
Whether I have to do it with soft words or a heart pounding slam
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