So, you’re gonna leave, he said
Yes, she said, when the time comes, you’ll understand.
Today, he understood, he now knows.
Pain, it cracked through his skull
Everything hurt, but mostly, his heart ached
He remembered her, suffering
He remembered himself, watching
He never understood before
But now, now he does.
Dying, on the ground, he remembered her
Dying, on the ground, he cried.

I fathom
she was Ocean
she had her own waves and tides'
i was a boat , small though
but determined to stay up with her vibe ..

He was dark and steaming hot
Oh! Unique and authentic too
The type you’d chillout on a weekday after work
Or wake up to a sunday morning route

He was bitter... but oh so sweet!
His scent... I swear, nothing could beat!
Just one more cup please
One more sip to finish these load of sheets.

Ah yes! He was coffee.

Alone he sits in class each day.
His hair is matted,
His clothes are *****.
The other kids all think
That he is weird,
But what they don't know is,
He's silent
For at home, when he speaks,
It doesn't go well for him.
He's shy,
because he has been taught he doesn't matter.
He's afraid,
Because in his world fear keeps you safe.
He's alone,
Because no one cares to give him the time of day.
So alone he sits,
At night he lays in bed and cries.
He wishes he had someone
Anyone, to talk to.
If only people cared about what's inside,
Instead of judging a book by its cover