Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The Reasons I Love You

I love how we met, when you stop by to look for a friend in my class
The way you looked, your dress so tight
I loved our first time together, at the visitors lounge
I fell for you, holding me tight
I love your smile, and your full lips
When ours meet, heaven in a glimpse
I love your sweetness, how you make me first
You fill my heart, enough to burst
I love listening to naughty songs, with you by my side
Those long summer night calls, with never a goodbye
I love how you, are just like me
We belong together, in a house by the sea
I love the look, that you give with grace
Whenever I, wipe the hair from your face
I love you, more than I can say
Always had me wishing, for one more day
I love you, that will never change
If you left, I would derange
I love it when, your hair is a mess
I love it how, you put your head on my shoulders
I love it how, when we play tongue games
I love it how, we wrap ourselves around each other
I love you, for everything you are
For the times we spent, together at school
For the times we spent, chatting on skype
For the times we spent, chatting via text messages
For the times we spent, chatting on phone
I love you, because I know you’ll be here
When I go to sleep, to hold me secure
                                                                To My Lovely Angel

Love is an equation waiting to be solved

Signs You’re Meant To Be

1. You tell him things you don’t tell anyone else. We don’t mean blurting something out after you’ve had too much merlot, but the desire to tell him intimate details about your life means you trust him—a major component of successful long-term love

2. You let him see you in moments of weakness. It’s easy to be happy with someone when you’re feeling good about life. But what about when you’re not doing so well? Do you want to see her when you’ve been denied a raise, or your cat died or you had a plain old bad day? She should be a comfort during tough times, not a burden.

3. You respect him. You don’t want to change the essence of who he is. There may be stuff that irritates you in everyday life—he insists on wearing his favorites, holey T-shirt, he eats sugar cereal for dinner, he still watches Saturday morning cartoons—but you like him, plain and simple.

4. You want him to meet your parents. You feel proud of him and you want to show him off—as opposed to feeling like you have to make excuses for him.

5. You can imagine a future together. You don’t have to practice writing your first name with his last name, but do you periodically let your mind wander to picture a life together? Is it amazing?

6. You’re not afraid to disagree with him. You know that even if you fight, he’ll listen to you and won’t brush you off. He takes you seriously, even when he thinks you’re wrong.

7. It’s OK to be quiet around her. You don’t feel like you have to fill the space between you with chatter or other interaction. Instead, you feel an easy comfort.

8. You feel like yourself around him. You don’t feel like you have to edit your thoughts; you’re not self-conscious or anxious.

9. You need him the right amount. You long for him—but not too much. Some neediness is good but too much breeds discontent.

10. You don’t feel too jealous. You’re comfortable with him going out with his friends—even female friends. You let each other have your own lives and hobbies. Feeling Jealous? Could Be A Good Thing

11. You feel like she makes you a better person. She makes you feel smart, funny, attractive, creative—like the best version of yourself. You feel like she brings out and complements the best parts of you.

12. He just gets you. Sometimes it’s that easy. You feel like she understands some essential part of you that you can’t explain or articulate. It’s a warm, comfortable feeling—and one you should have with the person you marry. 

Are you meant to be? Let us know in the comment box below

Manipulation Mosquito

Mosquito seizures,
elevation crescendo,
waffle patio,
rugged leisures.
-
Errand wheat,
smitten footing,
I'm not your trophy,
if grief is all you provide
then march your webs to
disappearance,
I'll be beautifully fine
once you're out of my greet.
-
Shed some more spills,
who manipulates who?
Sure I tell my story
but at least I have a pulse,
I can stand single and dance.
Strings of formula contact
the regiments of fleece,
all you do is smother the voice,
your own life is an avoidance,
you slide darkly on the grease.
-
I'm not wanting to be a victim,
you're planting a seed of turmoil,
you're consecrating the bud,
murder what you will,
I'm still the name of
admirable shudder,
my package of
delights you won't spoil.
It's around yourself where
the snake venom must coil,
measure up the deed of upset,
bring the pot of
ingredients to a boil.
-
Call me manipulative,
say I deceived you greatly,
tell the whole invitation,
call me what surpasses.
I don't have time for
your childish labels
nor your monkey wrongs.
Haven't I always said
just who I was going to be?
Day one to day now,
invention ballerina
twirling the discovery and
blocking further
disappointment songs.
-
Manipulation awesome,
applesauce the show,
to you I'm just a performance,
one entertain after brilliance,
none of my problems are
written in real concrete,
I'm just the person you're
warned to stay away from
but in the end your curiosity
will cause your interest to grow.
-
Empty Courtney
just lives all alone,
it's cozy in her head,
but she really
programs a dread.
-
Butterscotch cupcake,
sugar dreams, sailor drains,
vein swirled give me for the take.
-
Duty terminal,
bleeder swings,
firework pear,
live like a fountain sings.
-
Call me manipulative,
say I deceived you greatly,
tell the whole invitation,
call me what surpasses.
I don't have time for
your childish labels
nor your monkey wrongs.
Haven't I always said
just who I was going to be?
Day one to day now,
invention ballerina
twirling the discovery and
blocking further
disappointment songs.
-
My life is my
blood corpse,
revival grasses
collapse to wander,
my heart is my salvation,
my mind is my temple,
I'll honor the standards,
I know in my heart that who
I am isn't a dead creation.
-
Manipulators do reap what they sow
but when have I ever made the exit
before I communicated thoroughly?
-
From first encounter
you should've known
what you were grasping.
I have some baggage,
not of my volunteer.
To dismiss me because
I belong to my past is rude,
I treated you with tolerance,
where is yours to me in attitude?
-
When your fantasies all crumble
that's when you poster mourns,
share the responsibility
as to why that is,
your meloncholy droppings
kiss swollen treasures,
your air is burnt,
the sheets disposed of,
ribbon yahtze adorns.
-
I've never stabbed your back,
I had the courtesy to put a staple
on your front cover book.
Courtney's a danger to you,
I'm such a burden,
the bloated truck?
Originate my bedroom,
the winter coat I sew,
be angry with me,
but there's things right there
you just refuse yourself to know.
-

ﻯtealer of ﻯleepy ﻯouls

"Welcome to my nightmare. I think
you're going to like it. There'll be
some more when you come down."


A dark void of space hangs heavy above
Clasping light away from all life below
Chilly breath of air, black in the night
Dusk shades fields, time for rest
Shut the windows, lock the doors
Head hits the pillow, eyes retire

As we sleep, It comes out to play...

It thrives under the veil of night
Having long awaited for it's prey
Laying festered in daylight hours
Midnight is the time for It's feed
Nourishment gained from spirits
Feasting on flesh, sucking souls

It's awaited witching hour has begun...

It's cadaverous claws reach for catching
It's body is made of shadowing tendrils,
moving as air, impossible to capture
It's eyes are vast, deep, hallow holes
It harbors fangs, sharper than razors
It inhales your presence, seeking you

It has it's catching, this is how you end...

It favors the throat, so delicate and fragile
Grasping the neck, It restricts the airways
It's sickly claws puncture the dainty skin
As life leaves your chest, It breathes you in
It devours every drop of your astral energy
Your spirit seeps into It, absorbing your soul

It retires for the night, but It is never truly gone...

Her Goodbyes to this Disguise

One day I'll set myself free
for everyone, the world to see.
I'll burst out from this mask,
despite how large the task.
So heres to the end of lies,
as I say goodbye to this disguise:
Afraid of judgment in their eye
she decided to be herself on the sly.
Under the mascara, so much more,
A girl whos had glasses, since age four.
Behind a magazine, "4 eyes" covers
her books of adventure, mystery and lovers.
When everyone went to the salon to tan,
that’s when she pulled out her ipod and ran.
Dresses are tight and heels high,
but really, she just wants a nice guy.
They told her music was for dancing on the pole,
but at home she relaxes, lets it fill her soul.
At a party she may be someone hot,
in the morning it's no lie that she's not.
But the truth is, that’s when shes gorgeous.
When shes her natural self, not someone bogus.
Because she actually is someone real,
its just easier to watch, then control the wheel.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Mascara Dripping Down Her Cheek

The heavy scars behind a tear,
The scenes unfolding, year after year,
She's sick of it all, unleashing her fear,
She's done with playing it by the ear.
*
Her emotions brew a flood,
Her heavy tears of blood,
Her heart melting into the mud,
Yearning to bloom into that bud.
*
The mascara running down her face,
As she struggles with winning that one race,
Her lips wet; face showing no grace,
Her heart damp, torn and looking for space.
*
Scenarios come and go,
Her tears take up more,
Waiting for that moment sweep-her-off-the-floor,
Anticipating something; turning out a big blow.
*
That moment, so fake,
Passes by with her ache,
That moment, although real,
Already made the seal.
*
The mascara running down her face,
As she struggles with winning that one race,
Her lips wet; evident disgrace,
Heart all damp; losing at her own pace.

Another Lie

Only one wish....
I just have only one wish...
I want to learn for this...
this world where we leave...
I want to know how...
how everybody feel...
I want to know what...
what they think...
I want to be somebody...
and escape from nobody...
I want to feel, to love, to dream...
to see, to hear, to fly!
I want to touch the sky...

But all this world is just another
beautiful lie...

Catch Me, If You Can

--
Rippling forth, water tempts your fingertips;
Smiling, you take the bait as I wet my lips.
The question flutters like a breeze:
“Why are you such a tease?”

--

Can you catch a wave?
Whether it charges forward or slides past,
All day you could slave,
And it would drift away, never meant to last.
Can you understand,
That which demands freedom in silence or in screams?
Entrance is banned,
To those who cannot fathom the sweetest, dangerous dreams.

--

“Catch me, if you can,”
Alight and alive with a grin,
I entice you to close the distance.
But I withdraw, it’s part of my persistence;
Chases are dull without resistance.
Singing away like when I ran,
“Catch me, if you can.”

--
If you can handle me, it’s a dare;
Gripping my wrist, you intensify my stare.
Please understand, I hate to lose, so I will advise:
If you cannot handle me, it will be your heart’s demise.

--

Locking my eyes with yours, your trap fails with my smile;
Certainly this was fun, but restraints fade after a while.
Show me something new or watch me disappear;
Like a ripple I am warped but crystal clear.

--

“Catch me, if you can,”
Alight and alive with a grin,
I entice you to close the distance.
But I withdraw, it’s part of my persistence;
Chases are dull without resistance.
Singing away like when I ran,
“Catch me, if you can.”

StillBorn

"Push!"the doctor tells me
As I do what I am told
"Count to ten" says the nurse
As my breathing I control.

After a few more pushes
My baby boy is out
But something isn't right?
There's no cry, no scream or shout.

"What is wrong with him?"
I get the energy to ask
Looking over at my baby
On his face they place a mask.

I ask the same question
But this time i'm more upset
The nurses try to calm me down
And another doctor they go get.

Rushing from the room
My baby is taken away
"I want to hold my baby boy!,
Why can't he just stay?!"


Then everything goes silent
Before the doctor speaks
I know that something's wrong
My eyes begin to leak.

"I'm sorry for your loss,
Ma'am, i'm sorry you must mourn
But the child you delivered
Has come out a stillborn..."


Inspiration - Written by a great friend of mine

Same Old Day


We all have bad days, but the world pushes us forward like machines, and like robots we keep waking up in the morning to another day of the same old thing.

And yeah, my eyes are melting;
my feet are sweating;
it's a hurricane beneath my toes,
but I keep pushing on.
Feeling under the weather,
under a tether,
under chains that keep me bound
around my wrist;
it's tight, sticks like glue
to my skin that I just can't resist.
Pumping life with machines through
bones, dusty and old,
setting into a new storm,
setting into a new throne,
and I feel the world
clipping tongues and
force feeding oxygen into broken lungs;
they want me to stand on my
own two feet,
and keep strong
even through the wrong;
through the pain, the sorrows,
the broken hearts of another tomorrow.
So I keep waking to the sun,
give out this tired and weary yawn,
and open my eyes to today.
It's all that I've got to hold on.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Where do I begin?

Agonizingly, pulling myself together
Sewing my soul into a kindred resemblance
Molding my tattered remains into a person
Yet, this is not me; simply an artificial replica
Nothing can bring me internal peace
The sadness & loneliness stay; old friends
Chaos edges into my twisted thoughts
My emotions corrupted; indecisive
I need to fill this empty space
This hallow hole, this black void
The grim realization of depression,
Haunting me, stealing what little I have left
I constantly change, not staying for too long
My cold hands fiend for some warmth
My body longs for a comforting embrace
My bones start to ache; tired and old
I need an outlet; an eternal escape
The taunting grief nags at my sanity
This detrimental darkness suffocates
Only the shape of a person left
The emotions, the words, the life
All faded into an empty abeyance
Grief lingers; never taking it's leave
All that I was; stripped away
No longer myself; lost
I have to find me
Where do I begin?

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Two Days We Should Not Worry

There are two days in every week about which we should not worry,
two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.

One of these days is Yesterday with all its mistakes and cares,
its faults and blunders, its aches and pains.

Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back Yesterday.

We cannot undo a single act we performed;
we cannot erase a single word we said.
Yesterday is gone forever.

The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow
with all its possible adversities, its burdens,
its large promise and its poor performance;
Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control.

Tomorrow's sun will rise,
either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise.
Until it does, we have no stake in Tomorrow,
for it is yet to be born.

This leaves only one day, Today.
Any person can fight the battle of just one day.
It is when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities
Yesterday and Tomorrow that we break down.

It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad,
it is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday
and the dread of what Tomorrow may bring.

Let us, therefore, Live but one day at a time.

Until it does, we have no stake in Tomorrow,
for it is yet to be born.

This leaves only one day, Today.
Any person can fight the battle of just one day.
It is when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities
Yesterday and Tomorrow that we break down.

It is not the experience of Today that drives a person mad,
it is the remorse or bitterness of something which happened Yesterday
and the dread of what Tomorrow may bring.
Let us, therefore, live but one day at a time.

I'm Sorry

I'm Sorry for liking you. Again.
I'm Sorry for hurting you.
I'm Sorry for every little thing i have done towards you.
We have been through alot, but something is making me hold on to you.

Don't Leave me like this.

I can't breath once your gone.
I'm Sorry for being a bitch.
I'm Sorry if i defended you.
I'm Sorry for every single lie.
I'm Sorry for not understanding you.

But Please, why leave me like this?

You were everything to me.
The nicest boy on earth.
Why Did i treat you so terribly wrong?
You were a Gentlemen, a real one.
You treated me right, but why did I hurt you?
I just want to say I am sorry.

But You already left. You're Gone, nowhere to be found.

.:. The Secret Behind Love .:.

Some say love is about doing things together,
Sharing a simple life, taking a walk and admiring the weather…


Some say love is a game we play,
A bunch of strings you pull and let loose at different times throughout the day!


Some say love makes you blind; makes you lose grip with reality,
It causes your heart and mind to fight and never allows them to agree!


Some say love is a chemical reaction, a hormonal disruption!
It lasts for 6 months to 3 years and many factors could lead to its corruption!


Some say love is physical attraction nothing more,
If you gain a few more kilos, the love story runs out the door!


Some say love is just a high,
Like drugs, it lasts for a while and then bye bye!


Some say, love is sacred and alive, no matter what others might think,
It can take over your sorrow and make your soul smile in a blink!


I say love is rare,
When it’s true, it’s hard to tear…


I say love is real,
If you have faith in it, you’ll gladly fall under its wheel…


I say love is there,
If you’re willing to walk that extra mile, if you really truly care…

The Sparkle In Your Eyes

I looked out my window at the silvery moon,
Somewhere in its rays, I saw your image.
Painted by the starry glow of the night sky,
Illuminating the shady curtains with the sparkle in your eyes
Then my heart glows with utmost delight
At the thought of your soft gentle face filled with sublime light.

Then warm tears of joy sailed down my cheeks.
Refreshing my weary soul like the tiny dew drops
On the thirsty field. As I recalled how with your love me you conquered.
My soul you mystified by your regal smile ‘n’ enthralled
By your affection, I grew wings to touch my dreams.
And thanked the heavens for such sweet love.

I pictured the sparkle in your eyes when you smile.
Which the stars tried to mimic with their dazzle,
Still the night yearn for your touch, as my soul does for your
sublime light that elucidates the heavens.
I realized I never knew a heart could speak
Such soft tunes that send thrills down my spine
And I know within your love filled arms I’ve found a home

Though the vast ocean of nothingness tears us apart,
Yet I feel a synchrony of emotions fierce as hell’s furies
As my heart is enflamed by the sparkle in your eyes.
Though sadden by our physical separation ‘n’ entwined by intense desire
The rhythm of your love echoes in my veins like a thousand chords.
As the beat of your heart rhyme with my thoughts,
My palpitating heart was pacified when I realized how much I loved you

Meant To Live

Shut the door forever
Cause that's the only way I knew
When someone leaves your life
You shut out your family too.
Alone on rainy nights
Cause I ignored their every call
When people leave your life
You can't get back them all.
Walking towards the bridge
Cause I felt I had to end it
When pain overtakes your heart
You feel nothing can mend it.
Got a call from someone
Who was gonna jump the bridge
I told them not to do it
Because our lives are meant to live.
We both turned around
Cause of what we learned that day
When someone leaves your life
You can start to go astray.
We met and talked for hours
Cause we both needed advice
He gave me love and wisdom
And I started to live my life.
Smiling for the first time
Cause I knew what I felt was real
When someone comes into your life
Your heart can start to heal.
So I'm glad I got a call from someone
Who was gonna jump the bridge
Because I told them not to do it
And now I know, we're meant to live.

The Cries Of Lonely Soul

What should I do this time?
I don't know why, but my life's not fine
My brother is like a drunk with no life
And I don't have shoulder where I can cry.

God, are you really testing me?
'Cause my heart is dark and I cannot see...
Is this how my life is supposed to be?
Right now, pain is the only thing I feel.

I can't even look at myself in the mirror
I feel like I'm just an error
The pain is such a killer
And is transforming my life into a thriller.

My heart is so weak
And is always falling into evil tricks
I never wanted to become like this
And day by day I'm further from bliss.

Ghost Of A Girl Once Happy

I'm just the ghost of a girl,
That used to be happy.
Lost inside her world.
Where she could always be free
Free of the lies, and the pain, and the torture.
But as lies are told and rumors spread,
She lost all the friends,
That she had ever had.
Forced to be alone,
Her heartgrows cold.
They say shes a freak
A human disgrace.
They want her to die, just like her friend,
And they tell her so.
Should she listen? She doesnt know.
Shes not wanted,
At home or in society.
What she did she hardly knows,
She just wanted to help.
But they just slapped a labbel on her
"Emo Freak"
Because she darred to be different.
She stood up for the emo.
She was a dreamer,
A believer, in what she thought was right.
And when she thought helping was right,
She was punished for it.
Left by herself now,
She misses that boy,
He was different,
He was just like her.
But as everything grew worse for him
She had to let him go.
Over the edge,
Off the bride.
With a fatal fall, and a brokenbody.
He left her behind.
Withall the bad people.
She's truely alone in her world
Her onlyhappyness, snatched right out of her life.
Because the people around her,
Allowed no freaks.
She's next she knows it.
She waits for it to be over.
Shes truely the ghost of a girl
That used to be happy.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Trust!

I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU.
I THOUGHT I COULD LEAN ON YOU.
BUT YOU HURT ME
AND YOU MADE MY HEART SKIP AND MOVE FASTER THAN THE BEAT
EVEN THOUGH I HEAR NO BEAT
RIGHT NOW, I FEEL THE HEAT
RUNNING OUT THROUGH MY VEINS
ALL THE WAY FROM MY BRAINS.
YOU MAY NOT BE THE BEST
AND I MAY NOT BE THE FIRST
BUT WE CAN ALWAYS WORK IT OUT AND MAKE IT LOOK FRESH
YOU MAY BE A LITTLE SILLY
AND I MAY BE A LITTLE CRAZY
BUT BABY,
SOMETIMES WE FIGHT
OTHER TIMES WE CRY
BUT I ALWAYS HAVE YOU TIGHT
'CAUSE I KNOW THE FUTURE IS BRIGHT
JUST LIKE THE SUN LIGHT
YOU  HAVE TO ALWAYS REMEMBER
THAT WE WILL ALWAYS BE TOGETHER
AND THAT'S WHY I LOVE YOU LIKE THAT
I WILL NEVER DO ANYTHING TO HURT YOU
I FEEL EVERY PAIN YOU GO THROUGH
JUST LIKE HOW I KNOW YOUR FAVORITE COLOR IS BLUE
YES I KNOW YOU MAY NOT LIKE ALL THE THINGS THAT I DO
IT COMES BACK AND HURT ME WHENEVER I HAVE TO TAKE OUT A TISSUE
AND WIPE AWAY MY TEAR
I KNOW YOU DON'T WANNA HEAR
ME OUT BUT I'VE GOT NO FEAR
OF LOOSING WHAT I HAVE RIGHT HERE
JUST TO BE WITH YOU
TILL THE DAY OF DOOM
ALL I GOTTA SAY IS I LOVE YOU

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

You Left Me!

You watched me when I fell
You watched me when I broke
I'm getting so sick of you
And all that you wrote
I watched it all fade away
When I thought it would end
You just came up to me
and said we'll be friends
You looked at me when I said no
And you knew it was the end
for you and me baby
don't waste your time my friend
Even after you moved away I still felt sad
But then I asked my self
"Why did you fall for his stupid tricks,
And all his stupid cliques?"
Thats when I realized how stupid I was and by then
YOU WERE GONE.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Broken Walls

I want you to know I care
What you're going through, You're nightmare.
I'll be with you all the way
All night, All day.
If you are in trouble
If every step is a stumble.
Just call for me
And I'll help you see.
I'll be your eyes
When your true sight dies.
I won't let you be alone
Because you saw me, when I wasn't shown.
You broke down my walls
You heard my silent calls.
You found my broken heart
You didn't even know where to start.
You made it further than everyone before
They cared about themself more.
So just take my hand, And I'll guide you
As long as you guide me too.
Standing together
Or standing apart.
We are forever
Always in our heart.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Rising from Ashes - If My Nerves Had Lips sds

If my nerves had lips...

They would shout: Enough is enough!
They would bite them so hard that I could taste the blood,
"I am bored of being strong and acting tough;
This crap is just too much, rummaging me like a raging flood"!

If my heart had claws...

It would have ripped itself from its current space!
Because there's only this much a heart can take,
It would have run off to be far; in a better place!
The pain it's being forced into is causing it to break!

If my ears had hands...


They would have kept away from words,
In silence their haven would have been!
They would have shone away from the herds,
Since on being here I have never been keen!

:~Birthday Suicide~:

~*~
Eye’s opened up to a new day
~
Plans set, the mind feels okay
~
But the harsh words were etched into the heart
~
Demons came to visit bringing their melancholy art
~
Broken fear shattered
~
Thoughts become insane and battered
~
Hatred invites itself bringing its friends
~
Anger stabs the mind, disturbing it: Does the means justify the ends?
~
Hallucinations become worse, voices screams insanity into the head
~
The soul prays to be dead
~
Balloons popped by Depressions pin
~
The heart begins to dwell on a fatal sin
~
Though deep inside it wants to win
~
Trapped in its mind, the pathway to hope seems dim
~
Candles are cracked in half
~
No more wishes, the cake is smashed
~
No partying with family and friends, only with depression
~
Carnal minded scrabbled theory interprets distraction
~
Sucked in a tormenting vortex
~
Words become mixed and complex
~
A birthday suicide was slightly committed
~
Interaction with the notion: easily submitted
~
For the soul died the day it was born
~
It needed a resurrection
~
A brand new foundation
~
Falling into a cocooned dream
~
Changes begin inside of the crystal chrysalis, threading poetic seams
~
A transition is taking place
~
Sedation pills swallowing up space
~
A new conscious emerges, a distinct form is birthed
~
A symbol of humility was created, a lullaby them bloomed from the earth
~
The dark thoughts were left in the chrysalis
~
Fear disappeared into a glassy mist
~
Kind words were exchanged
~
Forgiveness was placed into the heart, breaking hatreds pride
~
Strength was built; there will be no birthday suicide
~
Happiness has chased away sorrow
~
Now there’s hope for tomorrow
~*~

.:. Feel Me, Read Me, See Me .:.

Read me like a puzzle; with all of its missing pieces,
Like a children's book which you read to your nieces!

Dive into my complications...
Live my realizations...

Hear me like a lullaby; see how two could become one;
As if joined, share my joy and the sweat from an endless run...

Come into my revelations,
Ride the aspirations...

See me, as I am and not whom you expect me to be,
Like a ship at bay; still not ready to sail out to the sea...

Walk by my insanities,
Decipher my realities...

Feel me, like a winter's chill or a summer's fall,
Like an old lady's smile and a baby's first crawl!

I'm nothing but a boy finding me way through...
I'm nothing but a boy with many keys and no clue!