Don't say you are sorry, don't feed me lies
Speak your truth,for once speak your mind
Your sorry is your escape just in a disguise
Sincerity in your apology, I still couldn't find

Took everything from me, you always abuse
You don't recognize your sin, still you refuse
In your world you are kind, I'm the real issue
Still cry,you say the word you always misuse

You are a sadistic maniac, in my point of view
I don't care about your love, I truly hate you
I'm done with you and your repeating sorry
You believe your lies, you believe your story

One step at a time, don’t run ahead or you’ll miss that step?
Contradictions, paradoxes,
we live in a world of being so exposed
But yet, we are all still so hidden,
To ourselves, and to each other.
Trying to predict the future is prized,
Yet, it’s such a cowardly act.
One step at a time is bravery undervalued:
It doesn’t win awards, but you win yourself.

It wouldn’t look good on my record
If baby pinched a finger,
He is rolling around in his walker
I shouldn’t allow my attention to linger,
On simple distractions
Like the mobile phone,
A watcher using the internet
Leaves their baby alone.

It would tarnish my reputation
If baby swallowed a penny,
I would be kicked to the curb in a minute flat
And the charges would be many,
So I better pay attention
When baby is under my care,
But I’ve got some games hidden up my sleeve
That would give his parents a scare.

I don't want to die
I just need something to make me feel alive.

The seemingly easy
might hide difficulty
that which is difficult
on practice could be accomplished easily

Tick-tock,
Eyes—back alleys,
A patch on the elbow whines and rallies.
Snort-snap,
Sky—hoarfrost,
Melted in coffee and claws half-crossed.
Tap-tap,
Parquet and rags,
Hop-hop,
And back to the crags—
A heart, like a ball, tiny and shy,
Bending, fleeting, too scared to fly.