Stuck in between two roads,
to the left or to the right?
When all is lost, people just gloat
heartily, diminishing your might.

Still wandering helplessly,
looking for the hopes that I've just lost.
There's no time for frivolity,
need to find them back,
no matter what the cost.

Dazed and confused,
with all these screams in the empty dark.
Not to give up, i refuse!
Just pick yourself up and find your mark.

When you've tried everything,
just comfort yourself and say,
'it will happen one day!'.
Even if it keeps on failing,
never let that last small hope decay.

Don't let the voices in your head chatter;
telling you, you can't make it through the day.
Cause you know yourself best, not any other!
So turn that small little hope into a milky way.

I left a trail of breadcrumbs for your lips to find
but they were hungry for something I couldn’t create.
I was hiding in a place that wasn’t hard to find
and I just,
I just wanted someone to take the bait.
But when the time came that you caught me there wasn’t champagne, there wasn't bouquets- no.
I looked behind to tag you back but you were already ten steps in the other way.
And to me this was play
but to you it was probably just a game.
We were a picture that couldn’t fit into any frame
or a fire that couldn’t be contained, it was all the same.
Just like the very place you called pleasure became the same room I called pain.

I spent my entire life chasing shooting stars
thinking that I could make all my wishes come true,
stopping my feet here and there just to then try and
catch my breath.
I was always chasing but never very good at pacing.
I got battles with my mind erasing while my heart keeps retracing
and in that time
on the assembly line
they smacked me with a sticker that said, “Replacing”.

You see I was born with fingers that were small and stubby,
stretching out trying to grab the answers I would always come up short on.
My heart’s been known to skip beats but sometimes as it skips,
it gets caught on something and trips
head over heals down a black hole that swallows then spits
me into another time and place where you are stripped;
from sight misplace, but I still chase
because no one ever taught me how to land in space.

And if you took my legs I would crawl through wet concrete,
and if you took my arms I would roll to a mountain peak,
and if my body is taken this heart would still beat
because when you left that home
you forgot to turn off the radio
so all of our songs still play on repeat,
you can hear them through the walls and down my streets
where everyone else still hears it too
but I,
I was the idiot for giving my only set of keys to you.

I’ve spent my entire life trying to close gaps
that I probably had no business closing in the first place.
But even if I’m not the one who wins the race,
or finds the foot this glass slipper longs to embrace,
or catches a shooting star flying in cold space
I know that being here is better than being there,
that living today is better than dying tomorrow,
and even if,
even if these tiny talking hands never get a reply
that it sure beat the hell out of never giving it a try.

The reason of life is for me to make
What is right, what is wrong
Only the ubiquitous gravity can regulate
My own assessment it cannot break
The outcome of choices is never in vain
These lessons, these trials that destine my fate
Define the greater demons I must burn behind the gate

I know my own treasures, I know my own thorns
There is little disparity among them
A treasure is never found, it's always made
And for a thorn, it’s just as the same
To assess them apart
I continue feeding my treasures and thorns
And discard the most malevolent of these ugly thorns

stay loyal to the dreams of your youth
know where you stand and what is your truth

be who you are and watch what you do
for many will want to know what you knew

but you must let them live their own lives
learn for themselves when their chance arrives

remember : you never slow down, you never grow old
no matter what you are told or what future may hold

just want you to know and never forget
you are smart enough to do things you'll never regret.

don't worry 'bout future, don't live in the past,
'cos this life was never meant to last

therefore it makes much more sense
to live in the present tense... :)

Ache,
Distress,
Agony—
Three words; One shade.
Dark shadow of fear—
Creeps up to haul us down.
From the radiance of solace—
The fog of doubt besiege our thoughts;
Yet we continue to stand our ground.

I will not bow down
To defeat.
I storm ahead and
Won't retreat.
I am the captain
Of this fleet.

The storms may rage
Beneath my feet,
But in this race
I will compete.
I will not bow down
To defeat.

There are 10 kinds of people in this world,
and binary accounts for them all.

They're happy and sad.
They're ones and zeros.
Villains and heroes.
Villains, yet not all bad.
Despite everything life decides to hurl;
Despite every brick ball of fear
Through the stained glass windows of their minds,
Through it all, they survive.
They're angry and glad.
They're happy and sad.

And in their duality, they're still smiling there
at your sharp hasty words
at your venomous hurt
that you wish so desperately they, too, shared.

Behind you are only the lessons learned,
adHere** in the now.
Idolize who You have Become.
Only you can be the Youniverse
you wish to be.

Be Younique be-You-tiful
and never let meaningles Theys
Dictate your days.

she writes beauty on her world everyday
Hoping for bliss along the way.
    A simple smile will free her soul...
For a moment of rock and roll...
   Then back into her hole
She must crawl...
    Questioning, was it really worth it all ?
For ultimately it truly is....
     She would never have missed all of this :)

In your kaleidoscope eyes i found a bitter surprise.
A world filled with regrets and goodbyes.
You laid eyes on me with your shattered sights and told me my aura burned forever bright.
But truthfully my heart was a car crash in the dead of night:
    -Broken windows for eyes.
    -Faulty headlights like my line of sight.
    -Broken gaskets like my wounded heart.
    -Sputtering fuel lines like the veins running through my arms.    
    -Radio blaring The Pretty Reckless.
    -Aura burning.
    -Aura Dimming.
    -Car swimming.
    -Amount of oxygen in the air thinning.
You thought you knew me. Could see me clearly. But you had kaleidoscope eyes and it shouldn't have come as a surprise when you failed like all the rest, left dumfounded as a deer in headlights in the dead of night.