we do not write poetry
we write mirrors
which are held up
to curious faces
who read
looking for their
own reflections

is it right
to laugh at someone
who's pouring anger
towards someone
for hurting?

is it right
to tell everyone
that she's crazy
just because she's angry?

is it right
that I feel bad
because i was once in the same position
and being angry was my only way
only way of telling everyone
that i was hurting?

is it even right
to bring you back into my life
now that i'm witnessing you do this?

i can tell you've changed
but deep inside
are you still the same person i fell in love with
over a year ago?

here i am
always confused
my indecisiveness
just doesn't help me
move on or go forth with my life

so is it right
to have you back in my life?
is it right?

There are lives
that have died and gone to waste,
but there are also lives
that are well-lived yet already gone to waste.

don't let your fear of love
teach you how to hate.

The fluidity of words
Consecrating more than
A simple idea
Has slipped away

And what’s left are
Empty hands and
Silent mouths
Void of sophistication