The complete silence
brings justice to thought
no complicating words
no verbs
involving nonsense
or progress
in verbal analysis of physics
turning pages
and moving fingers
are the only things to hear,
within the classes closed door
but the subtle chirps
distract me slightly
as i fade into nature's bliss
then drift into the wonderful silence
that bring me peace
from conflicting opinion
i'll enjoy what i can
until the bell finally rings
and the choruses
come back to life
from the mouths
of different beings.

My mind occupied
by nature's bliss
the birds song put my mind at ease
as i start to dream
then fade into a world of peace
the calm wind cools me
as i stay away
from the rays
of the bright sun
the leaves move
reminding me
of a lake or sea
as the sound is similar to the calm
morning breeze
what a good day
to stay calm and relaxed
the lake's waves
fill my ears with a subtle bliss
calmness corners me
as i forget
about the war with my eyes
and my worries now set aside.

what am i doing?
what do i appear to be doing
is there a purpose
is there a reason for it all?

i sit here on a chair wondering
what am i pondering
in the future to come
as i go numb

i'm being forced into something
something to me derailing
why do i have to make a decision
on what i don't wish upon.

isn't it my right to speak
can't i feel weak
when i want to
or do what i want to

this force to be reckoned with
this force that seems to be a myth
what is it, destiny?
or the end of me?

life is so strange
nothing stays the same
everything changes
but who to blame

life is like a game
where you have to lose
before you can gain
to win you have to face the fearful rain

in life...they always say
don't use your heart
only use your brain

in life there is love
but the more is hate
no one decides
they all hesitate
and who knows the fate

the closest people you need go away
when you need them the most
you find them lost

day after day
days go by
people are born and others die

year after year
no one understands
nothing is clear
nothing in our hearts except fear

today you walk and talk
tomorrow you lay in your grave
and nothing it gave
the money that you save
and no use of your gold
when it won't be sold

you have to be strong
stop doing the wrong
and never lie
be ready for your last goodbye.

This mind of mine seems to be completely different
my thoughts have a different direction.
a wave of people moves north-wards,
while i stay put or go east, west or south
i wonder
am i the only one who takes an hour to think the possibilities, the outcomes
past,present and future
do people really care or mind themselves in the process
I've seen things, heard things, things that bring unjust pleasure
torturing young minds into a criminal's treasure.
one argument ten people
nine agree the last doesn't
i am different
not to be measured by cruelty or some sense of fashion
a passion that's contagious
making minds oblivious
to the possibilities  from each action
think, isn't there more meaning to oneself
or are we unoriginal
following trends
pretend to be someone we are not
my thoughts say fun and humility
the ever green that will soon die and brown
and they will frown
upon their big-headed justice
my mind is different
un-understandable
to both myself and others,
from a close range and far distance