I reach out
But I cannot touch you
I cannot touch anything

Let's sing.
Now, let us sing.
For our happiness.
For our sorrow.
For our hidden feelings.

Let's sing.
Now, let us sing.
For our pain.
For our healing.
For our love.

Let's sing.
Now, let us sing.
For you.
For me.
For our amazing lives.

Even if you
Don't sing
Make a joyful noise.
Laugh.
Squeal.
Cry.

Because living
Is enough to be thankful for.
But all of us
Have so much more
Than living.
Even if we don't know it
Right now.

May our sight be unveiled.

The music I listen to
Would generally be called
Screamo
But it isn't.
It's metalcore.
It's christian worship.
And it's intense.
It makes me excited
It fills me with the passion
To combat the evils of this world.
To most people
It will sound like
Growls
Screams
And loud instruments.
But to me
It sounds like
Joy
Encouragement
Energy
and
Freedom.

Why do you
Tell me to shut up
When I tell you
That you're cute?
Because I mean...
It makes you get
Even cuter.

When I'm around you
Time stands still
I'm mesmerized.
I can't believe how
Lucky I am
To have someone as
Amazing
Beautiful
Intelligent
...
I could go on
But I won't for now.
I really want to say it
In person.
I will.
One of these times.
I can easily text it
But that *****.
I'll try.
Why?
Because you're worth it.

include

using namespace std;

int main()
{
cout << "As humans\n Are we run by\n Emotions?\n Or are we\n Programmed?" << endl;
cin.ignore();
return 0;
}

Emotions
Why shouldn't they be kept bottled up?
I wonder.
I do it all the time.
If I feel bad
I have ways to relax.
Quite a few
In fact.
Does that count as a
Release?