Sunshine in my glass
Simple and truthfull
Fiesty, full of sass
experienced, old, yet youthfull

Pleasing to the eye
Easing to the mind
A magnifying glass
To life, forth and hind

If savorly tasted
And properly paced
Your time shan't be wasted
And rid be your haste

These walls they taunt
With frilly linings
They try to hide
The truthfull meaning

The walls designed
To hide the screams
But clearly hear
Them in my dreams

The air around
Reeks of death
My pain
The only pleaseant scent

I fear i'm doomed
To roam these halls
To slowly fade
Into them all

This dark depression
Somehow sweet
I choose the fate
And then repeat

defining trust is to hope
to hope a person or thing is truthful or good
to fully understand the meaning of love
and to give the chance to prove themselves as they would hope you would

to trust is to be cautious
to be loving  and to fully give
the the power to someone
to love or deceive

trust is earned
trust is the foundation of peace
trust is dificault to regain
for scars can't just be released

if you fail to endure
the promise of trust
and you fail to stay truthfull
just to satisfy your lust

take every chance you get
to set standards staight
for your love and compassion will seize to exist
the longer you wait

he didn't want her to know
about the bodies he stole at night
the lights he took from others
absorbed and snuffed out with his lust
the kisses he gave to cold strangers
and the listless caress he secretly yearned for
he loved her true, but inside he was empty
an inverted soul
desperately gasping for air

she knew so much more than she wanted
she saw him in her minds eye
stealing into the dark
devouring even the starlight
laying in the deep ground
with the cold people of the earth
but her heart shattered long ago
now she was only waiting
for the calamity in the sky
to kiss her homeworld
and make it rain fire

but he came home before the end
just in time for the sky to disintegrate
in time for one last truthfull embrace
two lovers in vestigial embrace
'neath a black sky
vomiting ash and dying birds
no prescence but the silence
no color but the red and the black
no life left in the universe

The artists impartiality
Of their craft's integrity
Is their profound gift
May it set us all free-
& Vanquish all anxiety.

When each page is blank, and book empty
Its full with potential's entierity.
Our real gift is sweet opportunity
To create and contrive
Fearlessly.

Its in our art we become who we wanted to be
With truthfull eyes we garentee
That you'll one day begin to see

The artist's impartiality.

i always tell everyone to not hurt themselves
yet i sit here
and i hurt myself
trying to help you
by giving you this adivce
im giving you peice after piece of my soul
and in return i get nothing
but a fake thank you
and some counterfeit conversations
yet i sit here alone and trying to just forge a smile
for the world to see
yet your smile is full and truthfull
because it's filled with the soul of mine
that i sold so you could be happy
and get over every conflict you've dealt
so i tell you to not hurt
yet i sit here and i give myself away
piece by piece
and bit by bit

If it turns back to you
The next move yours to make,
Will you always be true
If once you choose to partake?
If the next move falls to me
I promise this clearly
I wont run and back away
Theres so much that i want to say
Especially to you

If the ball lands in your court
And its up to you you see
Will you choose to notiçe me
Or will you run and flee?
If its up to only me
And luck smiles down easily
I tell you this  truthfully
I will play oh so paitintly
If only i can  make you see

Time becomes the master
Days and nights to keep
If all i am is easy
For you i will fall deep
Every season has its turn
Every day a purpose
But will i find relief
From your obscureness?

Yes if it comes back to you
And what it is that you do
Will you still be truthfull
If you decided too
Tell me goodbuye?
And this i long from you
To never let this be
For if it is up to you
I guess i have to leave

We are letting trapper win
I know it is a nice day
And who wants to be inside
Their house every minute of the day
You see the police are imprison people inside their houses
To keep them safe from the caronavirus
But people aren’t doing social distancing laws
My friend Daniel sits inside his house every day and goes out occasionally
But is trying to be nice to the police
Because of that the police
Wants us to be a total world full of Daniels
I watched my late father’s next life Betty do a special report about covid 19
When dad died I tried to show dad what being a kid is all about
Because he was always getting upset
With me for being cool
Now dad is having fun with his next life, Betty, so he is learning about being young again
And if we have the coronavirus
We will be in a world full of Daniels
Who was a negative friend of mine
And the police wants us to be like him
Saying I want to die and **** the world
And other **** like that
When Daniel does die he needs to learn the nice part I learnt about the whole world
I hated that Muslim who spat at the police man
Spitting at the police is against the law
I every stretch of the imagination
Daniel would say that is good
Because he is a real negative ****
Please Buddha stop the virus taking
Over the world
Stop trapper now
And Athena bring us a new drug to stop the virus
Bring back sport
Bring back parties
Bring back bbqs anywhere
Bring back fun
Bring back concerts in street
Bring back going to the movies
Don’t make this world a world full of Daniel j Sandersons who is negative
Not truthfull
But people need to follow the rules
To try and avoid that joke which Daniel laughs at a big axe murderer comes up to you in gaol and asks you what are you in for
You say I went to the beach
Or I played a footy match
Or had too many people over
Yes, we will have a world full of negative people if this virus goes
Much further
But we must follow the rules
It will end