Do you see me?
I am yelling your name
But you look everywhere
But at me.

We're going to different places
In life, and I wish I could follow
You, and be there for you when
All else fails.

But we have been set
On separate paths, so
I'm afraid we will drift
Away, in the end.

'Twas a pleasure.

I birthed one flower
just one
and I was so proud
I wore it everyday
in sun and in cloud
like my crowned jewel it lay.

you saw it one day.
loved it and promised to stay.
I warned you
that flower is the only part of me
I can display
without any shame due.

you refused to listen to reality
thought beauty to be internal and steady
never understood the meaning of 'ready'

so I wasn't surprised
when you said you didn't know
what to do when that flower died.
I had nothing but ugly emptiness to show

as expected, you left.
thought my flower to be my craft.
I just laughed silently inside
only if you were the one to decide!

seasons pass by
one by one
sizzling summer, restless rain
wasteful winter. my wait was fun.
another spring, another flower
better, brighter, bigger.
another youth just like you got attracted
as usual- not to me, to my flower.
compared to you, she is prettier.

Paint it fades
Shelf’s collapsing off the walls
A painted face
Skin is peeling it comes off

Shed the light
Leave the pain
A feathers sorrow in the rain
A wilted flower yet seeds remain
To grow and rise again and again

A grievance
A responsibility
Change has come so blessed be
To those alive to carry a legacy

Share the freedom
Compassionate wisdom
Braid the heritage into blood
Threaded carefully from what was

Glory has passed a torch and flame
That eternally burns but never the same
I ask you truly what is in a name
After all is said and done
What path, what way, what home did you make?

My grandfather made a path into all of your hearts, and that is where he is. This is his home.

R.I.P. Grandpa Ken

I can't take the pressure and stress
Year after year, mess after mess
Giving less than my best, in constant distress
I'm looking for a relationship not just ***
I search for someone who isn't impressed
By checks and material objects
Who would rather talk in person not on the phone or text
I'm going to give up now unless
Silence is broken, it's not so I guess
I have to get used to this loneliness
I feel ill if I talk to myself for too long
So instead I fill the silence with song
If you are Mr. Right why are you always wrong?
I guess it is time for us to move on
Watching you break while I remain strong
Stomping your feelings but you walked upon
My feelings first, now it's dawn
I'm wrapped in the memory of how it feels to belong
Alone so I grow clingy, wish I knew how to prolong
This relationship til someone new comes along
I am too needy, you're too withdrawn
If it could have worked I wouldn't be singing this song
We need to let go, no point holding on
The love we took for granted is already gone.

HOOK:
If happiness finds a way to your door
That knock I hope you will not ignore
I am rooting for you to win and succeed
I may be what you want but not who you need.

I look into your eyes, I know we were meant to be
We weren't meant to stay together, that's the catch you see
I was made for you, and you for me
For who we were during those moments, not infinity
Our love wasn't a mirage because it was temporary
We grew into two new human beings
Who could never decide so we'd disagree
I no longer call you baby
I'm not the same girl you fell for anymore
That foolish child walked out the door
We wish we could be who we were before
Two teenagers excited to learn and explore
Our issues were easy to ignore
We left them to rot on the bathroom floor
We didn't notice now we both are transformed
All the way down inside our cores
Hopelessness has my heart sore
Love is not supposed to feel like a chore
We hate the one we used to adore
We can't make eachother happy, what we try for?
I love you but I realized I need something more.

HOOK

A visitor,
not a resident
once again.

You walk in and out
as though it was a revolving door.
You visit me as though I am a sovoneour shop,
just to see how much one would miss you.

My heart has become exhausted of
the constant switch between the void and the presence.

For you make a vacation out of me,
when I ought to be a sanctuary.
You turn me into a hotel room,
when I ought to be home.

My name was not the one that was to be traced on sand and washed away by the waves
but the one you would engrave with ink on your skin.

I am oxygen
I am water
Not momentary
or unncessary
like the label of the presence of expiry you labeled me with
Or your temporary devotion.

Pain is only temporary,
It only lasts until you die.
But the greatest pain of all,
Is losing a heart a little too early
To a pain that doesn’t go,
To a heart that truly believes
Death is the only cure.
So don’t go before your time,
Be as strong as you are.
And go through the pain until it ends,
Cause at the end of every rainbow
Their is a little bit of gold.