Your there waiting watching.
You see the light flash before your eyes.
You run as fast as you can.
Making it to the finish line before the guns go off.
You watch the crowd gather around you.
You never ran.
You froze.
No breathing come from your lips.
No sparks in your eyes.
We stare and wait.
No you can't have died.

Math.
I never noticed what a
Bore it is
When I thought I
Loved you.

Infatuation:
Definition: lie, one sided love, not true love, fake

Seems about right.

*******.

I'll be fine as
Long as you are too.

Is poverty contagious?
Is it just like a disease?
If not, can someone tell me why
the poor are treated worse than fleas?

They don't look any different
They look like us, they don't look strange
But, why when people see them
Do they act like they have mange?

I don't understand perceptions
Of people and the poor
They only ask for fairness
They do not ask for any more

They live and work among us
We are closer than you think
The way people act around them
It's enough to drive a man to drink

Pride, love and commitment
These are things they have to give
The only difference there between us
Is they need a clean, safe place to live

I know people make decisions
On what others see and do
But, perception of the homeless
Can only change with you...

I never thought about how much I
Hate myself.
It's practically to a point where I
Can't deal with myself
Anymore.
I hate my
Body,
It's the outside shell that
Gets judged
By them.
I hate my
Personality,
Sometimes it's not
Enough
Or it's too much.
I hate my
Height,
I'm always too
Short
And my lovers are too tall.
And last but not least,
I hate the
Way I care about you.

Caring for you is so hard,
You act like you care about me.
You cuddle with me,
And when our feet touch it's
electric
And we
Play with each others hair,
Which is fun too.
I always get so close to kissing you
And yet
You turn away.
I know it's not your thing and
To be honest
It's not mine either.
But,
For some reason,
I'd kiss you
All day,
Everyday.

Someone asked me the other day
"Do you like her?"
I thought for a second and smiled,
"Yes, yes I do."

"God, you're such a lesbian!"
I smiled and replied with,
"I know."
And kept on walking.

Later in the day
People were staring at me
And
Calling me names.

I held my head up
High
And smiled.

Nobody will stand in my way.