****** comersials on your average tv

next a show about teen pregnancy

followed by todlers in tiaras dressed as prostitutes on tlc

parents blaime others for 16 year old mothers

and guys who are allready left there seed

this isnt what its supposed to be

somethings different but when have life ever been as it seems

irational thoughts leave children with adult like dreams

, such as one day ill be the one on a movie screens

makin more money then my parents have ever seen.

intangible like the concepts we hold of love

. thinkin physical prosperity is owed since birth

but the only thing that is certain we shall die and decay like all things on earth

. then to those that beleive in love it is just a dream to keep our minds from becoming caotic and obscene

formaly known as lust to me

so then theres the question is it worth it to love at all

so you must ask if the high of belonging is worth the fall?

like love is a narcotic that we are injected with at birth from the first time being held.

instantly addicted  going from good days of smiles and your feet light as air

to the moments claiming you dont care but you cant stop shaking and you pull out your once beautiful hair.

thinkin looking at the stick wondering why would you go there

why did you let him carress and touch u

why did u ever give your purity up.

he wispered sweet nothings but you could never tell,

you could of even made him wear protection but now you think of you parents n how could you live this hell

you created this child inside of you

little bump a light kick as your face turns a new

this warming glow thst would change your life

but now mommy in the tub found her knife

What am I supposed to do--
With these irrational thoughts?
Caused by a mere chemical imbalance?

It's not like I can help it
It's not like I can change
Its not like I can stop being afraid of everything
Just because you said I can

It takes work
Getting rid of these irrational thoughts
Like opening up to some random person
In a fake "comfy" room
With pillows and couches and lamps
To mask the fluorescent lights

And doing it over and over

Or addictive medication
That could tear your life apart
After only making it slightly better

So what do I do with these irrational thoughts?
Do I begin treatment that may ultimately make my life worse?
Or do I slowly come to terms with them?
Until they swallow me whole

World now does not need people with opinions
world needs people with rational action
People most often seem to have opinions they don't act upon
Opinions are meant for action
else people should learn to appretiate
But indulge in the clash of opinions of one another about the next opinion of the other
It is an utter nonsense
this context is seen around
most often from street, acadamia to regism
from old, young to the teens
Opinions now a days have no reference of a proper ethics
in fact people in the top also lack ethics in institutions
Irational, unethical youth with bad unreferenced opinions with actions irational
wow people

Thanks social media for collapsing proper journalism
Thanks global connect for diminishing the tribes
Thanks internet for information overload
Thanks people for opinions
thanks opinions for indulgence,
thanks indulgence for no productivity,
thanks no productivity for unemployment,
thanks unemployment for people with opinions,
Thanks opinions for serving and feeding thoughts to politics
Thanks politics for old corrupts
It seems like we are in need of the young ones
The young corrupts
Thank you
Thank you all

There are entire worlds
behind your eyes.
Stories hiding deep inside.
Places where hopes and dreams thrive.
Places where
...maybe...
my heart can reside.
Worlds where the irational things
exist rationally.

I swear,
Behind your eyes
there are worlds
that I
could travel far and wide,
Where I
could see the beginning
and the end of time.


And I know
Your eyes hold secrets.
But so do mine.

Your beauty is haunting me
It draws a fine line between irational and rational state of being
Like the life we chose doesn't define the right and wrong on either side of my mind
I can't define what it is that makes me feel this way

Because this isn't caused by some lack of faith, truthfully
I just feel like sometimes you block my view into the inside of your mind because you're terrified of what I might find
And I can't decide if it's because of something I've done,
My arms stretched wide enough to catch whatever piece of you I can find, I've given you everything
Why do I still feel like a stranger when I look at you, as if the contours of your skin are as far as you'll ever let me in and even when I feel like I'm finally close to your core, you put on a few layers more,
Like this love is a burden you want no part of,
Like your frozen shoulder might melt if you put some distance between it and the stone cold fear,
And I think I can't breath because it feels like I've seen this before,
You're struggling to carry the weight of the world I live in and I can't seem to even take my own weight off the globe resting on your shoulder blades,
I just know that I love you and I hope you'll stay,
Because this love isn't likely to go away.

The way I look at you
Has no translation into words.

A wave of feelings
Is splashing in
When you come close,
My mind is mumbling
Irational and scared
Just trying to oppose..

And then I think of you
With warmth and crave
for days..

I wish that all of this will go away,
but would do anything to make you stay.