ABC blocks
Piecing Legos together
All fun no worries
As years pass

Large puzzles
Watching cartoons
So many cool things in this world
As years pass

Riding bikes what a delight
Recess time is the best
Learning is so much fun
As years pass

Ugh I have to get up for school
This class is so boring
Can't wait until school is over
As years pass

I hate my life
But at least I'm done with school
Or not, time for college
As years pass

So much stress
I just want to quit but I can't
Why is life so complicated and unfair
As years pass

The older we get
The more we feel like life *****
But it will get better you will see
As years pass

There was a deafening silence
Ringing in her ears
She tried to scream out
No one was close enough to hear
She wanted to break down
Drown herself in her tears
Losing sight of all that's right
Forcefully banishing her fears
But it was too late
It had been too many years
Taking a slow deep breath
Letting all the fog clear
She sensed death in the distance
Her time was almost near
Leaving nothing behind
She shudders then simply disappears

On bliss and your bulldust....
To talk bulldust,
You feel you must,
Aeons of timeless bliss,
Stemming from a secret kiss,
Your emotional manipulation,
Napoleon and his satisfaction,
Our mutual benefits,
Subterfuge and tacit bliss,
A garden of happy memories,
Daily we plant new love trees,
To talk to me bulldust,
You feel you must,
I don't know why you I trust,
My verse to bliss and your bulldust.

Remember the city we called our own
On the sidewalk next to millions feeling alone
Looking at the world like it was new
Remember the places we always went to
Learning about things we didn´t know
Walking in rain and snow with you

Years they pass so fast once you grow up
We've got time on our hands, but it's never enough
I made so many plans but I wish we could stop, and breathe
You're long gone now, but you used to mean so much to me

Remember the feeling of happiness
On the sidewalk walking away from anything less
Looking at the future like it was clear
Thinking that together we would make it there
But love is not easy, and life is not fair
The wind brushed the sidewalks until they were bare

Years they pass so fast once you grow up
We've got time on our hands, but it's never enough
I made so many plans but I wish we could stop, and breathe
You're long gone now, but you used to mean so much to me

Remember the city we never owned
But we knew each sidewalk and each memorial stone
Treading on the past that we would soon become
Looking at our reflection like we could be someone
Learning about life as we tried to live
Walking in rain and snow with so much to give

Years they pass so fast once you grow up
Our lives will not last, but we have done enough
One of the things we should have learned, was to breathe
You're long gone now, but you still mean so much to me

What do my words matter?
Im just a poet
Every time i open my mouth and speak the truth it just falls out of everyones ears
People do this for years
And the foreshadowing becomes predictable

Its been years since we've met.
Years since we last said hello.
Years since I fell in love with you.

It's been years since we both left school.
Where we both were reckless teenagers.
Years since we left marks on our wrists.
I've stopped, I wonder if you ever will.

All these years, do you still remember me?
As your dog?
As your monster?
As your temporary lover?

I still remember you.
I remember you very clearly.
Because all these years,
I've never stopped loving you.

Three decades back,
A communist,
As a fad atheist,
To my chagrin
You taught us
"God doesn't exist!"

To my surprise
After mass
I saw you yesterday
Kneeling down
Hands upward
Wholeheartedly when
You Pray.

Out of His mercy
And benevolence
No doubt
God will forgive you
At once,
For what matters
Is your repentance.

But  I can't help to ask
What will be the fate of
Of those credulous children
At their formative years
You sent off the track
Without a mental map
To return back?

Me and time are not good friends
Time won't bend the rules for me
Time gets mad when I don't pay attention to her
She tells me she can't control what she is

I get mad at time when she takes away my days
I hate her way I hate all her ways of doing things
The way she makes moments of pain feel like years
And the moments of joy feel like seconds

But despite all of that
Those aren't the real reasons
Why me and time are not good friends
The real reason is because

Time doesn't like my annoying friend
Procrastination
Procrastination never leaves me alone
And time gets jealous

Procrastination is with me
at this exact moment
Time got mad*

15 minutes ago it was 5:16 pm and now it's 6:50