My chest tightens
My breathing slows
The world stares at me
And nobody knows

I am being watched
I am being judged
I try to escape
But my efforts are not enough

I cannot move
My limbs are stuck
I feel like I’m dying
I’d rather just give up

“It will pass”
I remind myself
But for now
I can feel nothing else

**And it is crippling me

You might not be tall
You might not be good looking
You might not be wealthy
You might not have a six-pack
You might not know poetry
But if you have a non-saleable and compassionate soul
You have everything..
...'coz a wonderful soul is the most beautiful piece of poetry that can ever exist
Layers and layers of goodness
Piled one upon the other
There's chocolate with vanilla
Oranges and peaches too
The body withers and weakens
But the soul is evergreen
The soul speaks without even saying a word
The soul defines you
The soul represents you
The soul is your true identity
Value your soul
Protect your soul
Fill it with all the goodness you can
'Coz it is what makes you a true man

If life is like a game
Why would we play it?
When we already know who loses

Everyone

Because even if you win
You lose in the end

The lonely girl
Wakes up to sunshine
But doesn't see a face
Laying beside her

She longs for love again
When will she find it again
Trying and trying
The race has no end

The lonely girl
Sees a beautiful peony along her walk
She picks it and smells it
Hoping she doesn't have to pick her own flowers
The rest of her life

The lonely girl comes home
A day that was rough
All she want is a love
To be waiting for her touch

The lonely girl opens
Her door that gets stuck
And walks into darkness
Reaching for the lamp, she stumbles about

The lonely girl climbs into bed late at night
A love to lay next to seems completely out of sight
"I hope that he's out there," she says to the stars
And falls asleep lonely, maybe tomorrow she'll feel right.