Branches grow through the spring,
Sharp like a razor blade.
The thorns reach out and grab a victim,
Cuts so deep, each memory, each reflection.

Winter comes for scars to hide,
But underneath the cuts are wide.
Wears it like a disguise from normality,
But sill gets judged by reality.

Summer comes where you're faced with fire,
Now it can't be hidden, the urge and desire.
Autumn leaves start to fall,
But you still hang on the tree, away from them all.

Seasons change, and memory's too,
But I'll never forget.
Not a day goes by when I don't smile,
But let's try be happy, just for a while

Seasons change, and memory's too,
But you'll never forget what has become of you.

I am different,
And proud of this.
With this difference,
I make accomplices,
Who are different.
I don't care if you,
Call me different,
Because I love my,
Difference.

I don't know
How to continue
This life in fear
And Oppression.
Constantly struggling to change
To fight the bad,
The evil
That is whips my tender skin.
The gun pointed
At one end of my head
The bullet ready to pierce my skull.
I begin to question
*Am I ready to die?

I was born determined with a peaceable life
When i wasn't troubled with other folks' strife
I had a hop growing up want to be rich as i wished
Before  i met a lady that acted better than Grish
I never felt infinite
my repulsiveness had my speeches scrawled
I was unfulfilled
my obsessiveness had caused me  a squall
I once had fallen in love with a girl who had me felt disrespected
Because of my passion i couldn't easily deflected  
Yet,I was inspired by the sun to have the lady go
Successfully i have forgotten about her in a row
Now I have risen and never will be as hot as she hated
Tomorrow I'll set when all her efforts led to naught as she waited