Reality is make believe, and make believe becomes reality.
Currently lost in my own thoughts: jumbled.
Things that have been said floats hopelessly in my mind.
I've learned that words can either **** or comfort us.
Although, it is our own choice whether we want to stand firm or shatter to pieces.
Society tranforms into a beautiful nightmare.
Nowadays everyone's a critique.
Society doesn't appreciate the greatness in people, but prey on their weaknesses.
It changes the meaning of normal, perfect, friends, and love, and blinds us from the truth.
As i reminisce and look around, I realized just what we truly are, what we've become.
We are the cold-hearted, society everyone blames.

I love the rain
It's so calming
Watching it fall
Watching it pour
I could sit there for hours
Wanting nothing more

I love the rain
It's so peaceful
The sound of the droplets
Hit the pavement
And you watch it
Wash away the dirt

I love the rain
It's so cleansing
All the water comes down
Drowning out the sorrow
Alleviating your tomorrow
Giving you hope

I love the rain
It's healing to witness
The way it's free
The way it reveals all honesty
Makes me take a nap
To unwind and unwrap

I love the rain
It reminds me of better times
Of times past
Spent huddled around a fire
During autumn days
Surrounded by family
It makes me think quietly
I reflect and I'm grateful
Suddenly
Life doesn't seem that painful

hey you
yeah, you
don't act, you already know

maybe the fact that i don't use pet names makes it harder to see
but i uh, i lo-....
well, nevermind that

maybe one day
i'll show up to your door with your favorite meal
isn't that so roman-..surreal?

or even, do the unimaginable, send you flowers?
doesn't matter whether there's rain, snow, or thunder showers
what do you think of that mi amo-...friend?

well...this is odd.
as i stand here with all these gifts and affection
the only person left now is my reflection...

so I guess it's just us now.

hey you.

I loss a word
I loss a thought
I try to find
But I'm stuck
I try to wake up
But I know I won't
Sing me to sleep
I'm tired and die
Don'y try to wake me
in the morning
Cause I will be gone
I'm loss can you see
I need you but no one cares.

(m.i)

A hail of nuts
In the ripples of thunders of cannons.

I need this,
For me it's like an addiction,
I find excuses for why I am the way I am but in the end,
It's this that is my most honest form.
Anonymous,
Hidden behind a pen or a keyboard,
Spilling my soul in words rhyme,
Turning off the lights and losing all senses of time.
I scare myself and feel like I can't lose grip,
Because I never really had a hold.
Freedom is a false desire because what is it really?
I don't want freedom, I want love.
I don't want freedom, I want to feel alive.
I'd rather live surrounded by tyranny and fascism,
But be freed by love,
Than be surrounded by love and acceptance,
But be trapped by my internal struggles.
Truth is I've driven myself mad with thought,
I'd love to just turn my mind off and just coast,
Like a bike that just flies.
But maybe when push comes to shove it's that madness that makes me who I am.
Without it who am I?
I'm no one,
I'm a robot just going through the motions,
With a fake smile, a red cup, and someone I don't really know on my arm.
So ***** that I'll be the crazy one in the back of class,
Who shows up late and keeps quiet, and gets high and rides a bike at night.
Just feeling the cold winds against my live skin.
Letting my mind run free and light up the dark skies.
This is where I am free and this is my addiction.
I live in the grey areas and the parts of life that get overlooked.
I've spent so much time being angry at being overlooked and being walked past,
By those in the black and white parts of life but maybe I was wrong.
Maybe I'll spend my time looking around at the overlooked and I'll find my missing piece.
It's hard to find anything when you stare at your feet the whole trip.