We are not ourselves
We are merely mosaics with pieces from the people around you

I have my mothers eyes
They see quick through the lies

I have my fathers smile
Its one of child that refuses to die

I have my grandfathers thick skin
It protects my being

I have my grandmothers hands
They are gentle and firm

I have a cops ears
Because I've heard just about every insult

I have a blind mans walk
Because I'm afraid of choosing a direction

I am made up of many different parts stitched together with laws, morals, and beliefs and within was placed a heart of my own. I was stapled shut by a divine power and left to dwell in this world

But it is up to everyone here
The Frankenstein's of the world
Will you add a piece to me to better or worsen me
Am I a monster or a creation.

nerd, dork, no life
Dorks my favorite because practically its my name now
I'm usually buried in a book and I usually. Get asked what's the point?
Honestly I think it'll make me a better lover

Because when I find a girl I'll be able to teach her about science so she can understand the bond that I feel for her
I'll be able to teach her about math so we can view love at a different angel
I'll be able to teach her about history so she'll understand when I say that if my love were to flow into the ocean it would make BP's 2010 incident look like a drop of black paint on a canvas of red
I'll be able to teach her about English especially present participles you know running, jumping, skipping words that describe an action that's ongoing that's why she'll never hear me say I love you but hear I'm Loving you
I'll be able to teach her about art because id love to paint her like one of my French girls

And even thought I'm buried in books there is still so much I don't know about human interactions
she'll be able to teach me about sadness and how to make it go away
she'll be able to teach me about happiness and how to make it stay
she'll be able to teach me about jealousy and how its like a fire that will burn you from the inside out
she'll be able to teach me about lust and how it always leads to disaster
she'll be able to teach me about loyalty and how its the key to perfection

But all this day dreaming was interrupted by my daily bully whose only words were insults
I gave him a look that if I were superman would've left a gap between his eyes
He asked what I thought of him
So I explained..
Well scientifically speaking you and beauty are like a magnet with the same charge
Mathematically speaking your ego is like the number 5i .. imaginary
Historically speaking how you manage to speak with a lack of a brain is the 8th wonder of the world
But in plain old English you're always looking for someone to actually love you back

And by the way its Mr. Dork to you

I walked into my daughters room the other day and she was painting her skin white

I looked at her and asked Mija que es esto
She looked back at me, "No daddy English!, I don't want them to realize I'm different , I just wanna be like everyone else"

I found out that the other kids at school would only talk to her if something was dropped, spilled, or broken because her skin was the same color as the janitors

So the kids that told my girl she was ugly cuz she's brown
She tried to be more like you but I'll live to make sure she never sinks that low
There is so much more color to her then you'll ever know
I witnessed blue rivers run down her face, but once she thought she was the problem I witnessed red rivers run down her arm
I heard her speech change from Como Estas usted to how are you sir
You changed and took my daughter from me

The moment I pulled her to a different School and away from you her true colors began to show
She smiles the brightest of white
Her caramel colored eyes always find the sweetest things in life

So to the kids that told my girl she's ugly cuz she's brown
I hope you live forever
So you can watch everything around you whither and die
You'll never be able to love because you'll always fear having to let go
So when your world turns as black as your hearts
The only way you'll find peace is when you find yourself gnawing at the end of a barrel... which you will
When you finally pull that trigger that has been pulled by your misdeeds
I hope you realize the color of the dirt your buried in
Then as your buying in hell right next to me... yes I'll be there to for all this hate I wished upon you
And we will burn till your skin is the same color as mine
To the people that called my daughter ugly cuz she's brown

She forgave you.

teacher teacher can't you see
These equations mean nothing to me

Everyone is working to get a college degree but what is the point in a hopeless society

If the pen is mightier than the sword then why is the government more interested in funding kids that can fire than kids that can be hired?

We learned many different subjects in many different language but somehow skipped over the lessons of content and respect

Because this sea of greed is causing a flood of wars and when the water recedes the only thing that is left is the bodies of young soldiers to be
Buried by their fathers
Mourned by their mothers
Remembered by their wives
And only a story to their child

They'll probably hear that your father died a hero for his country but will not hear that his country only knew him by his dog tag

And that same kid will go into the same education system that doesn't care about individual success

The term no child left behind only means that standards will never be raised because its easier to just pass someone along then to try and teach them mathematics, science, English, and history but I bet they know the pledge of allegiance

We need to stop teaching our young to respect our elders period.
But teach them that respect is something earned

That it is okay to question authority
That its okay to be the only one standing for what you believe in
That learning is more important that fitting in

Because the blind loyalty of a flag will have you gushing red , trying to cover it in white , and leaving your body blue
And there is no cover in death you're buried in a black box under brown dirt

So ask why the government is so willing to supply us with weapons a thousand mile from home but there always seems to be a shortage of calculators in a classroom

So how are we suppose to be blindly loyal to big brother who will already have his hand in our pocket for our paycheck but won't tell us where its really going

So question authority, but love thy country to form a more perfect union, establish justice , and sure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our prosperity because it is us that hold the power of the United States but only if you are willing to go against the current and not be buried under the sea.

Why cant I get you off my mind?
Is it cuz maybe you're thinking of me too?
Or is it just my wishful thinking?

But why are you on my mind instead of being by my side?
Sometimes these few miles seem like light years
And sometimes these hours feel like decades

But most of these memories are like bleeding a snake bite
So painful yet so relieving
Because I love thinking about you but I hate missing you

And every time I see you my eyes try and capture your image and infuse it in the back of my mind but I might as well be blind cuz I can't remember what just friends looks like

And sometimes I think of calling you but my heartbeat is as indecisive as my mind beating yes... no... yes... no ... yes.... no
And sometimes my heart has a mind of its own , even though that's something you already know

And every time your skin grazes mine my skin tingle
With false expectations and hopeless anticipation
But mostly its trying to entrap the warmth of your touch
But I might as well be numb because I can't remember what love feels like

At time I think of reaching out to touch you but my courage is just like the air in my lungs, sometimes it just escapes me

They say my mind wonders but I know where its going and that's to you

And most days I just want to hear you say my name
But every time I hear you my ears are trying to absorb your words
But I might as well be deaf because I don't know what honesty sounds like

And sometimes I try and talk to you but my tongue gets tangled like headphones in a pocket
And I can't get you off my mind
And I'm hoping its cuz you're thinking of me too

But my heart is like a home cuz when you're gone its never whole
But that's something you already know

And maybe one day I'll have the
sight to see you
The air to say I love you
The courage to hold you
And the blessing to hear you
But maybe its my wishful thinking

But I'm thinking of you

I remember the first time I gazed into your eyes
They were something magnificent
They sparkled they dazzled they danced and they burned with a passion
They didn't just look at me they saw me ... the real me

I remember the time our hands first interlocked and my heart literally locked onto you
I memorized your heart beat and my smile became synced to it
So that's why you're always a chance I wish to repeat

So maybe we weren't given a forever
But the time with you was enough to make me believe in one
And God forgive me but I curse you for taking her from me even thought she was an angel of your creation that was carved from my imagination.

But love isn't some song that you can just put on pause
But our love is something that I wish to repeat

I miss the sound of your heart beat

The way you would run your fingers through my hair
How you smiled when you first awoke
Or how you simply didn't want to get out of bed
I miss my spot beside you
now I lay in my bed with the ghost of you
I could call you but would you answer ?
I need you here
but its my own selfish desire
but tell me dear , how does your heartbeat sound when im not around