I get a glimpse of you everyday,
But only for an hour.
I always wanted to talk to you,
But sometimes I cower.
My day is always complete
Until it is over.
There's nothing fun anymore,
But with you, it's covered.

'til then,
I tried to be bolder.
I tried to be the outgoing  person
Then make you a letter,
My heart skips a beat and gets faster,
As I get closer, it feel like my heart is on fire.
Burning inside from nervousness 'till it gets slower.
Then realize, nothing last forever.
I don't want us to suffer if we lose each other.
I'd rather stay befriends than to lose you for the better.

they asked me about my future
that's when the truth hit me like a truck
that i have no talent
no luck ...

they say that soon all my  fears
would disapear
i say...
i'm just a lost teenager ,
that is waiting to be found

he  wishpered  into my ear
so close  that i can hear
what i loved to hear

he said
you know  i love you
  i'll die for you


my heart started to race .
then  he ran  far away
but i wanted him to stay
i wanted to see his face



then after 1 or 2 years
i got rid of all my fears
then i saw them kissing!
him and the girl with the curly hair


he is just a memory in the past
memory that never meant to last.

the cat  steals  my tongue
when i see your pretty face
and my words  start to race
fighting to get along
you often  wonder why am i so shy
you say ,  you  should at least try
try , make an effort to talk
i know you're just worried 
  that i'll fade away alone in the dark.

keep those words inside
for fear that you might ruin
what's already yours

Why can't "1" be an alphabet
I mean it looks just like the letter "L"
And so does "I" but no one ever goes there
All "3" is a backwards "E"
"7" looks like "Z" missing it's tail
But "1" still can't be an alphabet
That's kinda messed up don't you think
Why can't the order be "A" "B" "C" "1" "D"
That sounds pretty catchy to me
It can be changed
And if you dare say it can't think about poor little pluto
All my life they were telling pluto was planet
Then one day out of the blue they want to say it's not
That pluto dwarf planet
What a downgrade
Bet pluto back there crying his small tears away
But still "1" can't be an alphabet
That's hysterical if you ask me
So let it be
let "1" come after "C"
And wave your hands if you with me

He died on the bathroom floor
The tiles cracked beneath him
Split the earth right down to the core
Poison slipped from under his skin
And drained his body of blood
He lay there like a bag of blistered bones
Smothered by a world I knew as mine
With my name scarred to his hips
I tore the flesh from my spine
Warmed him with breath
Wrapped him up in suppression and regret
Clawed through my veins and held him down to rest
But his blood still leaks from purple lips
Dissolving through my chest like arsenic kisses and acid trips
He has a tongue made of razors and it's lapping up my sweat
Sometimes I think it's just my guilt tugging at my throat
Other days I know it's him -
Spitting out the currents in an ocean for the blind
An eye for an eye, and he'll finally have me confined