You said jump in
And my bare skin burned
In the front seat

You said almost beautiful
And I watched every mirror
To find what was missing

You said use your words
And I used them all
Until my tongue was numb

You said straighten up
And my kinks were flat
against that hardwood floor

You said I liked make believe
And I knew
To go along with the story

When I was fifteen
They said I was young
And I felt younger still

She echoes in his room
In the way only the empty ones can

Long after she's gone

That love was fearless
Draped in a deceiving cloak
Leaving nothing but a mess
Every time he spoke
People eventually leave
I use to grieve
And think how people
Enter and exit
Sometimes I wonder
How I caught in those
beautiful web of lies
Those lies that makes me fall
And when I'm tired of observing
On things that doesn't change
I started to understand
the stark truth
That I've fallen
again and again
in a trap of fool's gold

The sorrow in my
heart widened
When your absence
felt too deep
The thoughts in my mind
makes me frightened
And here I'm to weep
It has been so many days
my face truly lighten
Instead now I'm very weak
Only your presence can
make my face brighter
And then my sorrows sneak

Out of the calm nights
I say I remember those moments,
The moments we lived in infamy
When the future looks bleak to us,
No one's to erase our hearts agony
But there was some to make it more worse,

Though I had a passionate interest on you
It was my fault that I didn't held you
So that all those bitter words
Will not surpass you,

And when you lay inert with half closed eyes
I whisper to myself
Whatever we do
That we can never be the same.

Words do not echo.
Words do not cry.
Words do not,
Identify.

Scrambled and stirred,
Frozen and baked.
Pulled when needed,
Eaten to be fed.

Pieced together,
Black or white,
Laugh or fight,
Wrong or right.

A sound is bound by key,
A picture by color pigments,
Emotions chemically,
But words contain,
Everything,
And absolutely,
Nothing.

The same word
Can be
Completely
Different,
Depending who, what, how
When it was read
Or written.

What if every word,
Was positive in meaning?
Harmless,
Could not
Destroy feelings.

Words have no senses.
Words have no bounds.
No touch, sight, taste, or smell.
Words have no sound.

Words have no sound.
Unless read aloud.

I write what I see,
Because I am blind.
I write what I hear,
But I am deaf.
I write what I feel,
But paralyzed.
I write what I smell,
In my burnt nose.
I write what I taste,
The only sense left,
And thank the day,
Because it can be worse.

Am I just a wheel?
Consuming meals?
A speck in blue sea?
Bound by what I see?
Life amongst trees?
Breathing means free?

Am I my beliefs?
The truth I seek?
Flag of a country?
Defined by currency?
A liability?
Part of society?

Am I what you see?
The way you judge me?
The values you pick?
First impressions stick?
Norm defined by you?
Do I dare to be rude?

No...

I am who I choose.
I fill my own shoes.
I win when I lose.
I create my own views.
I see black beyond blue.
I pick me over you.

Who are we?
I am me.
Who are we?
Depends on you.

It flies amongst the stars.
Flashes for a moment.
Despite the left scars.
Holds a place close, yet far.

It carries the fallen.
From mistaken paths.
To reaches impossible.
And develops new plans.

It creates new countries.
Raises dead soldiers.
Stamps unsung heroes.
With a feeling of free.

Hear its silent sound.
Open up your eyes.
Place it in your heart.
Elevate from the ground.

It helps us climb.
Better than rope.
Do you see its shape?
It is hope.