The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
Haven’t you heard! There is srength by numbers My family has been torn for years… What reasons, I wondered. Now we are like strangers.
Gut full of rocks and head the sam… I guess I’m stone washed but these jeans are mine and no one elses, when you think leave I
I hear all the wind, whispers and… For only the wise listen to the ea… With no intent to reply, Only to understand. Why can’t I be like that wise old…
Think deep and sink in to thought for with time comes rhyme and my time can’t be bought but they say time is money
To be a poet. Is it knowing self-worth? If that is truly something, It wasn’t given at birth. Words are sharp, they cut like kni…
The last cigarette, glowing to the end smoke rises, killing to fill your hunger
When you say you’re by yourself you need to look around. Maybe reevaluate your mental healt… If I’m so rich at mind, Then i better share the wealth.
why do we feel pain from the tips of our limbs to the stem of our brain do we all hurt the same as the blood seeps from a vein
Just a machine yet theres still a bad heart left nested into nothing, beating to a false dream Coincidences in the colors but not from one to another’s We are all a child at one point...
Shadows, A sad man’s reflection all to hide his complexion you can try to run or hide but your shadow is your dark side
We all sit here and take a look. Comparing lives on a fake book, seeing how you’re photoshopped fac… For what, just to pass some time.
i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
How come you are like the air to m… I can’t hear or see you But I know you are there for me Each inhale bringing clarity you take care of me
These words so permanent, Each letter I feel. With words so permanent, How do I distinguish what’s real?