Three groups
The judgers
The judged
and careless ones

The members of the first group
think they are perfect
when they are liars
in their path to power they
have dragged others down
to hide their own insecurities

The Members of the middle group
are lead to believe that they are broken and useless
but are lying to themselves
for they are the ones who will change the world

The members of the last group
claim they are impartial to the words of others
they too are lying
For their group
simply does not exist


Three groups
Three lies

Where do you belong?
How do you lie?

We are a small little blip
in our sky full of stars

We are a small rock
in a universe full of burning ***** of gas
and frozen giants

We are an almost nothing
in the wonderful world of space and stars

The days get hotter
The smog gets thinker
The Ice melts
The ocean rises
Cities drown
Islands vanish
Money is still made

The world is Burning
Entire species gone forever
Whole cultures scattered
The money keeps rolling in

But what is money?
When the earth is suffering
What is money?
when we are dooming our selves

I am purple
I am blue
I am all of the colors
Mashed together to form a cool toned brown
I am all of the little things
Pressed together to make an explosion
I am everything and nothing
All at the same time
I feel like I know where I’m going
But I don’t know were this is going
This used to make a point
And now it’s lost
So this is goodbye

It was all fine
When I would admire her from afar
When Just seeing her smile
Would brighten my day
This was before I knew her

When we first met
She seemed amazing
And I had a glimmer of hope in my heart
This was before I really knew her

The day that changed
She flung insults
And she didn't even know
How much they would sting
She did not know
That the words would hurt at all

So now I really know
The kind of person she is

What did she say?
She said things
That no girl who likes me would ever say

Now it's a mess
And her smile is still beautiful
But I can’t forget
What that smile said

I read to escape
I write to be free

When reading
I am taken to different worlds  

When writing
I reveal the problems of mine own

Reading takes me away
Writing keeps me from going astray