They call it a Loveseat because it was designed for you to make love on it
We have to re-rate all those G-rated films with Loveseats in them
They imply ****** tension
And we don't want that exposed to our children!
It's the work of the devil!
I demand action on them now!
Can't you see i'm joking?
We're merely close to twenty years of this century
And it's only gotten more ridiculous
The future awaits
For more loveseat incidents
And people up in arms over tedious, pointless things that nobody should care about
But ISIS? That Egypitan babe has been dead for so long! What are you talking about?
There's no way that old darling is still alive?
Terrorism? What's that?
Is that the term they use when they see Loveseats in G movies?

You said you're done
But i'm just getting started
This is a plane that never departed
But it had flown to many places
And seen hundreds of faces
Familiar and strange
Trying to stay away from the deranged
The darkness comes for us
But i keep it away
Or at least, on a good day.

Who the hell said the Woman had to cook and clean all the time?
Who the hell said the Woman had to be the only one to take care of the kids?
People, people
Can't you do a day to day schedule?
Can't you communicate with actual words?
Is what i'm, asking too absurd?
Isn't it time we polish this spherical ****?
We created by creating constant years of misconceptions and misconstrued judgement?
Is this world what we really want it to be?
Maybe personal world have been made, but not overall
Not by a shot heard around the world
The Lexington veterans are rolling over their graves
For my words of mention isn't suitable for all ages
Maybe when they're older
They'll understand
We can't keep it from them forever, you know?
We can't keep the prejudices forever, either.  

Somebody get me a new draft
I don't like this one at all
Write me a new one or i seek another client to do so.
Something has to change, we have to change
I'm counting on all of y'all.

Mansion
Urban street
Front of a Theater
Back of your yard
In a pub
In the park
Under a bridge
Most of the time it doesn't bother me where we go, but dark alleyways and ghetto-like areas are a no-no even for a lady friend.
Play it safe, or rename the game title
I want us to be safe and sound
Not in a place where we're attacked for making a sound
Your heart is what i found
And now i'm not finding.
The looking glass stopped looking at me.
For now, at least.

I want the Hook to hook up
So people can climb up the mountain
And the boat
But i don't want to Hook onto something
For just that one time
I want it to be something i latch onto and leave an unscathing mark
And hopefully it will be a long spark

I never knew a few years could feel like a few centuries, life is short but feels so long. Are we forgetting the difference? I always wonder. I always wonder too much, but can you find other people who do the same? Good, i don't feel as lonely in this dungeon.

If her name is Scarlet
And you're infatuated with her
You have that commonly told story of Scarlet Fever
There's plenty of foxy Scarlets
So i can't blame the guy
For wanting to try
To leave the fever alone

Contrary to popular belief
I'm not crazy
Just positively documented crazy
I'm a poet, you know?
Maybe more, maybe less
That's something i'm willing to confess
And i like to shop for less
Maybe i can buy you a dress
It's not the dollars, it's the thoughts

The more cars on permanent auto-pilot
The bleaker it will get
Don't get me wrong, the positives are definitely there
But let's see the dark side of the moon here
I want to be honest
So don't get too shocked
I can be a little blunt like the dollar store knife
The truth is
If you let this invention exceed far enough
There will be more texting, drunk driving and road head that will occur
The third one usually makes people laugh
But i know it happens
Ask around
You can't say it's a myth
If it wasn't truth, i wouldn't write it down
I promise

Don't worry about that Interview,
you could always be a worldwide hated dictator.

Men of authority
Women of authority
I forgot there was no difference
But they made a new problem
From the ground under
Because their sexism wouldn't end
And the ladies are getting the short end
And guys harass them offering them their short end
Voices in their head
Make the nightmares drop dead
They saw them as nothing but baby machines and housekeepers
I would protest for them day in and day out
But i think my voice would be much more suppressed if i lived in the fifties
But it would be worth the punishment
The more women that become leaders
The better if you ask me
The gender should never get in the way of the mission or task at hand
**Stop Creating Problems

I'm not looking for a honey who has lots of money
But a honey that will make me feel funny
And make all my storms sunny
Halfway there already
How can you resist the allure to go after her when she says she's not worthy?
You run far enough away from the connection to be out of bounds
But i can keep going round after round
I'll do the same thing for any girl who is worth the praise
Time to clear my own haze
And start looking further ahead
So i can make a better legacy on her than she thinks
Some guys want a night, i want a lifetime
If it has to end, so be it
God decides what happens
But the intention is relentlessly consistent.

On this block it's so happy and cheerful
But just drive down the other side
And you'll realize what life is truly about
For those unlucky and misfortuned
I hate seeing all of it
It's just not something i can handle looking at
Why does it always have to be this way?
I see flaws in the human system
It's getting better
But only gradually
Not fast enough
I call impossibility to near perfection bluff
I like to enter the door loud and rough
We're here to siege this base
Of darkness and despair.

She can insult herself all she wants, but her protests won't stop me from convincing her about her true beauty. I know it's not the best idea to argue with a woman, and i hate every second of it, but i'm overly passionate i suppose.

She wants a release
In her life
So I'm going to throw suggestions
Her way or another way
I hope she likes my ideas
They're not the best in the world
But they work
Not all the time, but let's not worry about that okay?
I want to make today her best day
A day she never gotten before
Preventing her from being bored
But I want to give her the excitement she needs
With the fun things in life to make memories
And the physical bump and grind
She should release stress this way
And possibly down south.

I ain't lyin  
You have a soul like a lion
But I can see your stance from here
And it's becoming crystal clear
That you're magnificent, my dear

You gave me the confidence i needed
I thought my soul was not worthy of anything
I feel less stale about myself
Because of you
The morning is a little less stressful
Even with everything on my shoulders
It's not as terrible
When i think of your words of encouragement
Thank you so much.
This just needs to be written and public
That's the only way this machine self-esteem will actually see some emotional steam
You've got my parts rolling again
How can i thank you any more?
I want to find that out.

How can I sit here and praise myself constantly when I can just criticize my shortcomings and be the man my father, grandfather, mother, grandmother, my sister, and the rest of the family want me to be? How do we not disappoint them? I'm always worried about the drop of their hearts. But what about the drop of mine? How can I question myself this much when there is so much left to achieve?

I give myself a few words
But really I just want verbs
You're the pretty one, but I look like Ferb
You heal my heart like the natural herbs
Seeing you in sadnass is what I would say perturbs
Me greatly on all accounts
He only cared about yours
He only cared about what he wanted
He never loved anything
She only cared about the gold
Because nobody had cared about her
She was so lost she thought the gold was all there was
She never love anything
I constantly tell myself we are a map that usually extends past our own lands
Discovering who we are by each outcome
He just wanted love when she wanted the money
She wanted the love when he called her honey
But he just wanted the fun physical time
He never wanted her
She thought he loved her
How the hell could he do this?
After everything she's done?
How the hell could he be left without anything?
He loved that woman and she stole his heart and his cash?
He tried to make her happy but she just played pretend
Now he resents women to no end
Only by one trend that he thinks has no end
But its in everyone
She now hates men
More often than counting to ten
She has now become isolated and aggressive
Some would say she's now progressive
She's looking for a man who will actually love her
But she's afraid because all men seem like pigs to hear
But really she just can't force herself to trust again
I can't blame you honey
And I'm sorry for her not being worth it brother
We have to be there for one another
Even when we think were not enough
All men seem like dogs but I'm the loyal portion
They're the ones looking for the meat
Others for other portions
Guys say all Girls are tramps or other derogatory names
But we just say that because we resent girls and hold them to a negative light
Or our fathers didn't treat women right
Or our mothers didn't teach the daughters to treat guys right
I could sit here all night
Trying to get the story details right
But that only works for my own.

I want her to be proud of me in this chaotic abyss.
I want my family to be proud of my decisions
I want my friends to feel at home
I want this song to start getting some new notes
Im going to review my own decisions like the worlds biggest critic.
But if the world loves me, I have to do what a man has to when he loves himself and take the time to improve on everything he's done so far.

This is the five thousand four hundred and sixtieth poem I have written
And I'm not close to done
I'm having too much fun
I can be the daylight under the sun
I write every day to keep my thoughts clear
Many of them are about some sweet dear
But many others are about loneliness and fear
This is not the end
You can achieve this as well
Even when everything is not swell
You must try.
I almost lost all hope in myself before I took up this hobby of mine
I've made best use of my precious time
Being confused on how to rhyme
Instead of who has the best drama
I took up this hobby and never looked back
I became a newbie poet and into today I think I still am
But the point is
I made a commitment
To be a writer
So I made every day a chance to be something greater than before
I don't regret a single second
I'm a published poet
But will I ever be the best?
I don't think I stand a chance
But that's just me talking.
It's really up to the great readers out there to decide.

A running joke
Among me and the homies
"There goes Peter with my girl again."
I write all these lines, but we got to be stupid somehow.

"You should know better!"
I never knew Better was a given name, i have to look this up
Is this person super famous, super cool? What is this person like?
I'm not trying to get out of anything, i'm just extremely curious
How can you not detect my seriousness?
I'm not attempting to create a ruse or be facetious.
You got to erase your bluffs
I'm more than you're thinking
I got better things to say.
Why didn't i have a brother or sister named Better?
That's quite a rare name, maybe a little out there for some
Hold on, i'm trying to solve the sum.
Don't get angry, i'm just looking up new knowledge.
Why is that such a forbidden thing to do around here?

They say you have a right to remain silent, so i do.
I'm not impolite if i say nothing at times
I just want to keep my words meaningful or let the conversation flow perfectly
I don't like disrupting it
I feel joy from hearing other voices transverse nicely anyways.
I guess i got a little of a ghost streak, but i'm still something beyond the blandness.

A new year, a new poem
I'm not sure if everything is new as they say it is.
Things have mostly stayed the same
Just time has moved forward
And that's all.
How much will change before the next new year?

Love is when you can't control your fast beating heart
Your sweat from the stress
The amount of words you can't digest
And the physical excitement from your body.

I don't think we'll do it*
Is my most hated sentence
In English history
Of all time i presume
Being down is the menu screen on pause and then i just press resume
I go after the win like men do when they smell a lavishly fabricated trail of perfume
Down by almost thirty points
I was told we were not going to come back
We went to three overtimes
I think somebody owes me money
But then yet, nobody owes me anything
Told them we were going to score from a hail Mary in the last second of the game nine minutes before it happened
I ended up nailing that
I bet every time
and i get the results
I said i would never get published in anything
I already lied to myself by being accepted in the American Library Of Poetry
What do you mean i won't make any money?
That's the biggest barrier to perpurtrate
But i think all is possible
I never did these lines for the cents
Cause that hardly makes any sense
Penny for each time i picked up the pen to write
I'd be doing better than the average bank account
I remember who i was before all these lines
And i never want to go back
I like where this is heading
And i like your heading
Can i use it too?
Trust me, it will be the next hip thing to do
I never put all my animals in the Zoo
I keep them hidden in places you won't find them
And that's how i keep the prestigious guessing.

Have you ever seen those cartoons where a bullet goes through a ghost and it's this empty hole inside them?
That's how i feel when i go out without what i love the most for far too long
And i'm sitting here listening to the same old sad song
Have you ever wanted to be the other ghosts?
They're shells but they're not empty.

My only qualms
Should be not getting to lay eyes on you sooner
But in a perfect world, that would be the only qualm
Why can't life let that be like that?
It's always rewriting the script.
Somebody put the brakes on.

They want you to take off your clothes
But i want you to take off your mask
That you keep wearing
That hides all the true feelings you have lurking inside
I don't want you to be dishonest with me
Be truthful with me
And only good things will come your way.
Start it off today
So you can forge a better tomorrow.

Find a girl so sophisticated
That you'll want to stick your USB into her PC

In the deepness of the night
All you can hear is her moans
Not even a single creature was stirring.

Day after christmas
People losing their homes to mother nature
Friends in the path
Praying they evaded the wrath
I'm on a path, but i'm not ignoring reality
These people deserved better.
My problems are irrelevant compared to them
There were people alive yesterday who are now dead
And now it's stuck in my head
My emotions are on their knees
Praying for secruity for the rest.
Thanking god i didn't lose the people that matter to me
Thanking god people survived
Thanking god people in need are getting help
But i'm weeping for the dead inside
I just want to do everything for those in a crisis
But i can't
I see an empire of charity and relief
When will it be realized?
I'm the Rome of relief and charity.
Relentless help.
I won't stop.

You've had all the queens
And i had all the kings
But we both defaulted.
We both reset.
We both launched.
It made us disperse.
Now we're stuck in ourselves
Mine isn't too bad
I am thankful.
I'm not sure about you.
How unfortunate.

Teenagers want to hear a lecture that means something
Anything related to their fading fate will do
Just not the mundane trials of life.
Anything but the irrelevant.
This is where the attitude comes from.

You call me an artist but i see it the other way around
I want to be at least apart of your pallet
Picking with a blindfold

I didn't mean to fumble your ball, i'll make sure to catch it next time.
But sadly, there won't be a next time
I must brush off my uniform and move on
But that's harder than it sounds.

I'm looking to open your heart
Not your legs
More men should be following that mentality
But some of us learn the hard way
And feel the emotional fatality
That comes with it all.

Girls tough like Rousey
Arouse me

I want this to go as smooth as writing from a ballpoint pen, girl let me be the Lion in your Lion's Den

Some people think I'm some nerd who has no girlfriend
But I've had more than most of them
So, who's laughing now?
But then yet, why the hell should his be a game?
Because it's not
Either way, I'm good
They don't mean anything when it comes to their words
Dust and dirt have more meaning to me
So get off your invisible high horse
You won't make my confidence hoarse
Its not even making my day worse
I strike out a few times but I win in extra innings
They just win in extra sinnings

I originally wasn't intending to be a poet
But I was a wizard and didnt know it
You casted a spell on me that I never could of deflected
But I took all the good it injected
And made the numbers projected.
My juices were flowing like they were supposed to
Into new waters.

There's plenty of time to explain later, but for right now- we should decend into slumber.

I wish i could reverse
The cure i accidentally
Placed on you
This tests my waters every time i think about it
I just want you to be remain unscathed
While you continue your life without anymore pain
I'm always relentless on being cognizant with people's feelings
But when i mess up, i guess it's jackpots for Satan.
I'm so sorry
I feel worse than any Saturday morning cartoon villain can ever aspire to be.