I didn’t know that when I made this decision, it would mean saying hello to me and bye to you;
I held on so tightly when I hugged you, in case you were too delicate to piece yourself back together.

I started thinking about all of the memories we made together and the times I needed you most.
Now to think of it, you were always there for me even if it wasn’t in person.

You’d always be that voice from a distance which is funny because I always thought I was that voice and I was calling you.
All I ever wanted was for you to return my call and follow my voice through the tunnel; I would have promised that as long as I’m around, you’d never get lost again; but I get it.

We both are young and lead different paths and that is why I had to leave; because in order to find you, I have to find myself so that I can be steady enough to piece you back together.

A day a while ago
I sat down by a tree
I asked him 
if he ever gets bored
I really wanted to know
has he ever wondered
how it feels to run

He looked at me
not in my eyes
for a long time
long enough at one point
I knew at once

There was no room
for questioning
wondering was
a waste of time
when you are so fully
being yourself.

I'm told I should want
to be a saint but I don't
because I'm wicked

Why paint the town white
when red is much more like it
the color of sin

What makes it a sin?
because you don't understand?
or it leaves a stain?

Just a brush of red
tells you just how I like it
and where I want it

Splash it here and there
color me bad and tell me
I'm going to hell

Among coal and fire
surrounded by souls like mine
I'm in good company

What could be better
than floating on clouds of white?
Dancing in red fire

So no - I don't want
to be a saint because I
love being wicked

Red suits me better anyway

I’m a child of nature so come meet your neighbor.
I make my own way, I don’t need your favors.
It got dark sometimes, but it made me braver,
Now no one can say “please go save her”.
What did you think that I put my cape up?
I’ll either make it now but for sure later.
So each step that I take, ooh I savor like
Good morning, I don’t need no makeup.
I’m on a mission to be greater,
Shooting for the stars, Ursa Major.
I don’t fall
I don’t fail
I won’t bend
I won’t break.
I’m way too authentic to ever be fake.
Got too many dreams but now I’m awake.
Just give me a beat and let me create.
Just listen to the beat if you wanna hear me speak.
I’ll say it again, put me on repeat.
I am music, and music is me
So I’ll show you a world that your eyes can’t see.

i yearn to know
                  what you are
             thinking.

      i can sense some of you
but
      it isn’t enough anymore


i like the way your knuckles
         and
               palms
expand
           and
                 contract
                 when you speak

                                             the way your
                               eyes grow when
                    you ask me
         something

the way you run your fingers
through your hair
before you tell a story

                        i want to know more of you...

yet
             i can’t help but wonder
how close should i allow myself?

                                        something about you
                      pulls me in

you are
  the moon
i am
     the ocean

a force,
       undeniable        
                powerful
                         magnetic
                                 hypnotic

my body and mind have
collapsed
        into you


                        and i need
   your authentic, organic, uninhibited
                         thoughts

the unknown entices me
                   and
         simultaneously
                              freezes me in my tracks.