Question your perception,
See where you've gone wrong.
Seeing different sides,
Stopping the feral ties.
Looking at other views,
Other worlds,
Becoming more in tune.
In these moments spur growth,
Adding forward to a future of hope.

I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me

Acted like strangers
But their lips met

Acted like lovers
But the love's for someone else

Acted like friends
But hated each other in the face

Acted like straights
But deep down they're gays

Why choose swell
When you can choose well

Why choose to fake
When you can choose to be true

Because nothing matters
Not even the truth