I dug around in your graveyard heart.
I took myself back.

You can take your vacuous words, your pigeon chest and balding hair.

And you can *******.

Don't wait

Don't wait


It must be heard

She truly loved


And you did

You must not stand


You must not give up

As she said  a word


She did not love you

Get up, get up


Work hard ,be the best

Pray to your God


Who has the hearts

Obey his orders


You will get her heart again

If you want her


You must be her hero

You must ride the difficult


To be only her dream

who carries her on white horse


flying wide ,wide at hight heaven

You must dive into deep


To get the pearl she evaluates



Who is in the fact the pearl?

Who beat the other by brilliant?


Who can call you are intelligent?

The pearl is her


The pearl is here

at he spirit


When she put it on,

Who is the smart?


When she took it off,

The pearl get no charm

You’re either here or you're out
Don’t go back in forth into my life
You can’t care
Here and there
Just to ease your peace of mind

i’ve turned it all off and plugged in
uploading memories to the cloud
wonder if it ever rains

if the fog clears would you see my life encoded within the atmosphere?

can emotions be
interpreted into code?

what would be my algorithm?

tell me,
how is it that
numbers can be played back as music?

is it actually music?

really, it’s just sounds bouncing about everywhere.


so many numbers,
so many words,
so many letters
in this world...so


does my little code



even matter?

I scamp around trying to find myself,
All others say – you’re ******* lazy man,
I try to do something others don’t,
People say – oh, look at this child’s moan,
I want to be nothing like everyone else around,
They scream – so, you think you’re better than the rest of us and you want to fly off this ground?

I say – I want to, I try to, I dream no matter what
But in the end I realize, I’m just like everyone else in this stupid world
I’m rotten, sinful and full of ****,
And only with time I realize that I’ve been swallowed by others… and puked back into this dirt

I have been stabbed a thousand times in my back,
I am beginning to look like a porcupine.