Unborn
You were alive and kicking
one third a child and one half me
But I was half the person
I was half-dead and hurting
And now I'm half-alive, half-dead, half-empty and half-full
Alive enough to feel the dead part of me that's missing.

In this world I can never make sense of
That makes the unnatural seem so right
Everything natural lead to you, and now I'm siding with the unnatural.
I'm living with half myself and no more you
Beautiful, alive and kicking
Kicking me into the unnatural world and yourself into oblivion

You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in black and white
But nothing about this was black or white
I'm fifty shades away from the greyest grey
And I miss you. Even if we'll never speak. I miss how much you scared me. I miss my natural world. My world of alcohol and *** and cigarettes and love and me at the centre.
And I still picked me. But you're half me.

This natural world is unfair; people who want you can't get you and people who don't want you do.
Now I'm siding with the unnatural.
But it's too grey to handle, too complex
never as beautiful as you
It's mother's Day today and I am no mother.
And even in your non-existence my hair is turning grey.

What I didn't realise when I ****** the life out of you is that I ****** some of the life out of me, too.
I know you cannot feel, but I wish I could have comforted you as you became sixths and eighths and suddenly nothing to be afraid of any more.

I wish I could have held you and briefly been your mother for just a second as you left me and as you screamed.
But you can't scream.
No, you're just cells. I'm just cells.
A nervous system away from you and
cords and worlds apart.

I wish I could have gone with you to your world as I felt the artificial peace of mine when you left me in my sleep.
I think I will prefer your world to this unnatural one.

Hurtful actions are acted everywhere
People commit them, they don't care
Thinking they're right in every way
Doing what they doing just isn't the same
They host campaigns to overrun us
They advertise just to ruin us
How can one live in a world of people that's not free
Then they expect the nation to live together in peace

In a country, there are groups
Of people mixed together like soup
They discriminate, they shame
They make everyone feel the same
Separation between skin tones
Determination above them all
All they did was for peace and success to win
Sadly they weren't accepted and instead were rejected

I would always FIGHT for peace
NEVER would I let go of my dream
I've learnt to be fierce
Find a hole and pierce
The walls that'd soon come down
The mighty parliament would drown
The ruling would never fight, they don't have the time
Many would rejoice and give, others make choices a dream

I would rather love in a nation with peace
At least, everyday I would be able to live
With different, equal people of another race
Where we'd all be happy, all at the same place
Yes I'd rather be an equal
I'd rather not be an official
Everyday is a brand new day with many possibilities
Everyone should try and achieve the impossibility

I look at the world
I see they're hurt
From all the fighting
And all the slaying
All they do is peach their sermons
On how peace should be theirs
Yet no-one had the courage to make a change
They'd rather DIE than be an honest saint

Peace has not been added
Peace had not been blabbed

FIGHTS are common
Fights are ruining

People are afraid
People can change

Parties rule hard
Parties separate us

Actions are physical
Actions hurt people

I think I can be the changing agent
I know I can be the one who shapes the world to perfection

A QUIET GIRL TO MANY I SEEMED
THEY AREN'T AWARE OF WHAT I CAN BE
MY WAYS ARE IMPROVING THROUGH FINE CARE
I MASTER INTRICATE PROBLEMS WITH FLAIR

TRUST IS SOMETHING EARNED OVER A LONG TIME
RESPONSIBILITY IS TAUGHT THROUGH TRUST AND HOPE
I WANT MY ELDERS TO SEE THOSE QUALITIES WITHIN
SO THAT THEY CAN DEPEND ON ME IN TIMES OF DISTRAUGHT

MY GRADES SEEMED SNAIL LIKE
MY DREAMS A SIMILARITY
THIS YEAR I'M TRYING TO IMPROVE
AND BE BETTER THAN WHAT I WAS PREVIOUSLY
SCHOOL, FROM NOW ON IS A TOP PRIORITY
MY SUBJECTS WILL BE EASY,I HOPE
I AM TRYING MY BEST

I MIGHT SEEM QUIET AND DETACHED
BUT I'M DREAMING BIG, THAT'S A FACT
MY SELF CONFIDENCE SEEMS LOW
BUT MY SELF ESTEEM A HIGH ONE, THOUGH
THINGS CAN ONLY GO BETTER
THAN IT WAS BEFORE

IT'LL TAKE PATIENCE
PERSEVERANCE
DETERMINATION
THAT'S GOOD SURE

THE EARTH IS IN OF HELPERS
TO PROTECT AND CONSERVE HER
SHE CRIES WHEN WE POLLUTE
SHE SMILED WHEN WE MAKE A DIFFERENCE

I INTEND TO BE A PART OF A GROUP
THAT CLEANS UP THIS WORLD
SO THAT IN FUTURE MANY CAN REAL THE RICHNESS OF IT

RUNNING A MILE IS DIFFERENT
BUT THAT'S GOING TO CHANGE
I'M SURE IT WILL

THIS WILL BALANCE MY LIFE
BROADEN MY BRAIN
RELAX MY BODY
I'M GOING TO NEED DEDICATION
MOTIVATION
PARTICIPATION

A COLD PLACE FAR UP NORTH
IS WHERE IS LIKE TO TRAVEL FOURTH
AND MEET A FEW BOYS, WHO ARE
SPECIAL TO ME

Today is a day
no different from yesterday
yet i cant find in any way
to replicate this beautiful day
a smile,a hello and a wave
A girl with a lovely name
left my house without a say

If your mind is in the right place,
a wound that keeps dripping is just an annoyance.

Blood on my lips because I opened the beer bottle lighter style
with a cheap blue steal knife
that mistakenly snapped off the glass with the cap
and left edges that are sharper than they look.

I sipped anyway,
and now my top lip is bleeding like a geyser
but it doesn't hurt.

The only problem is someone else might see it and think I'm weird.
Which is the same **** problem as always,
except usually I don't actually bleed.

Because the cost of a soul is the price of a moment.

Because time had no beginning, but ends at forever, hanging helpless from the corner of the sphere.

Because the light will still find your brain, hidden at dead dark midnight, tickle your eyelids, and dance in a place you don’t dare mention by name.

Because darker is biggest and most beautiful, and the light men stood as the last link in the chain, the whip in the right hand of god.

Because the blood on the meter is a narcotic brew of Pacific, Atlantic, and flaming Arctic waters, set ablaze by giants who lived in the age of wine.

Because the sound of a tree falling in an empty forest rings out once, but is heard in two ways.

Because the wind cries the song of the living.

Because the sun sets and the moon rises.

Because the river water is cool.

Because the cost of a moment is the price of a soul.

Because.

How does the debt effect the economy now?

What would Jesus do? 

He would intentionally get some folks to execute him in the one of the most painful ways imaginable.  What can you do like Jesus would do?

Jesus walked into the desert without food or water for forty days and forty nights.  Would you do that? 

When he was out there Jesus thought God was talking to him but it was really Satan pretending to be God.  Jesus figured this out by letting go of his pride completely and being willing to suffer through unspeakable to sacrifice himself for Mankind.  Could you do that?

Is Satan talking to you right now?

Do you feel a little angry?

Are *** and violence connected in our genes?

Do the stars have souls that burn?

What terrors haunt your dreams at night?

Is your love enough to save you?

What is the first thing you remember.

For what principle would you fight?

Would Jesus dig Rock-n-Roll?

Can you really know what is a lie?

Will it be sunny again tomorrow?

Will I make it through the night?

Can you feel my kisses softly up inside your soul?

Since when does might make right?

God is Beauty.
We are here.