You know your life is crazy
When getting eight hours of sleep is like
a daisy in a field of dandelions

You know your life is crazy
When you get eight hours of sleep and think
you must be forgetting something

You know your life is crazy
When you think getting eight hours of sleep
on a weekday is too much

You know your life is crazy
When you think getting the recommended amount of sleep
on a weekday means something is wrong
because it's just not normal

You think your life is crazy
When you walk around half dead from tiredness
But is it really crazy when everyone else around you is the same?

a day that never ends
fears, pressure and fake friends

playing with teenage hearts
seems just like playing cards

thousands of sleepless nights
and absolutely no rights

but where´s the education?

They make you think they love you
With their soft kind words
They hug you as if you’re treasure
And then leave you for the birds
They come into your life
With their cowboy boots and ***** blond hair
And leave you crying
And thinking . . .
And thinking . . .
On what you did wrong
If he really loved you all along
And then you begin to hate your favorite songs
Because suddenly they're all about him
And they haunt you
And the next thing you know
Another boy is there
With green eyes and messy brown hair
And he beckons you into his trap
And he’s texting you!
But you don’t want to answer because you’re still CRYING
But! you answer anyways
Because you’re stupid
And vulnerable
And maybe this boy will be kinder
And will be gentler
When he kills me
And leaves me
For the birds

You did it again!
You gave an older boy your heart again
And look what happened!
Oh, your family would be SO disappointed in you
If only they knew
The only kinds of guys
That interest you
Are 18+ and about 6’2!
I don’t know why you’re crying
You did this to yourself
No amount of fancy Gucci perfume can change the fact that you're 16 and still can’t reach the top shelf

[Official Part-1]

this  world  can  be  dangerous 
bleak,  wild  and  careless 

you're  living  without  knowing 
how  many  days  you'll  ride 

every  day  you  face  with
the  problems  you  think
they  are  bigger  than  'you'
but  they  are  smaller  than
the  whole  universe

mini  world,  bright  sky
time  is  gold;  it  will  fly

no  one  is  getting  it 
no  one  is  feeling  it 

what's  in  your  veins 
what  lead  you  to  the  chains 
seem  every  little  is  in  a  mess 
like  every  human  is  in  stress 

walking  on  the  sharpest  bridge 
thinking  I'm  ready  to  stop 
maybe  I  can  lay  here  and  flop 
on  to  the  cold  concrete  ground 
am  I  ready  to  beat  this  round, 
what's  next  or  what's  behind 

how  hard  it  is  to  feel  kind 
when  it's  all  making  you  blind 
and  here's  where  you  can
show  your  difference
by  being  kind

noise  trauma,  unnecessary  drama 
everyone  wants  to  be  an  alpha 
race  of  fame  and  goals  to  gain 
end  of  nature  and  crazy  bane 
after  this,  I'll  never  be  the  same 

relationships  have  a  journey 
which  starts,  goes  and  ends 
I  found  One  has  no  'end'
GOD  IS  MY  BEST  FRIEND. 



Muhammed E. K.  ☾  🅴  ✩
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