Don’t you ever want to run?
run away

A place you’ve dreamed
wished
But never been.

Somewhere no one knows you
A place that lacks judgement
Control
and doesn’t consume your soul.

To breathe its very air
heals all your despair.

By walking on its grounds
you discover new sounds.

Maybe it is real
Maybe it’s in our head

But I will forever seek for it
before I am dead.

You made me approach
And then you disappear
I let my guard down
"You have taken advantage of it.

You made my mind, a maze.
And I lost myself.
I didn't ask for your help,
I could not...

I followed you like a gullible
In the hidden game of the world,
Waiting for the impossible.

Each time, coming up,
But moving me away.
With every step, it was done
In despair...

Making me
                      hate you,
To hate
            To hear your voice,
To hate
                To love you.

You've got me smiling,
You've got me laughing,
You've got me living,
Please go on.

When is a kidnapping not a kidnapping?
You must think I'm a clown.
The answer is all over your face,
it's when you don't want to be found.

Your life is a mobile circus,
time to cut bait.
If you don't do it soon,
you'll catch a bullet in the breastplate.

Drop off the face of the earth,
now all worries are left behind.
You would do anything
to get out of this deadly grind.

Question:
              Why are young people always on their phones ?.

Answer:
            It’s the only place they can afford to live !.

Dear Me
         you are loved
                 you are smart
                        you are beautiful
Dear Me
        he didn't deserve you
             a real man will never raise a hand
                sometimes happily ever after takes awhile
Dear Me
         it's okay to cry
               it's okay to hurt
                     put the knife down
Dear Me
         I wish someone saw
            I wish I could help you
               I wish I could hug you and tell you it'll be okay
       But Dear Me your time has past,
let me move on
                      let me put you to rest
                                         go to sleep life is hard
                                                            ­but now it's my turn

you taught her
to shut up

to keep quiet

to know her place

to nod and agree

and to never, ever
disobey you.



when the police
came knocking
on your door

and they asked her
where you had been,

you expected her
to state your alibi.



you expected her
to speak up for you,

but you had taught her
to never speak at all.



that was your
fatal mistake.