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Patiently he waited. Pacing to and fro. A little smile on his face. Signs of worry in his movements. A sense of pride taking hold of him in an untimely manner.
He was afraid and happy. Concerned and proud.
Every sound was inaudible. Every movement was inconsistent. Except of the children around him. They made him nervous.
They made him feel something he had never felt before.

At The End Of The Day

At the end of the day it's just me
And the cruelty of my life
With reality slapping my face yelling weeee!
Heaving me into all this strife

Whispers of fantasy echoing through my head
While all that's left is whipped away
Showing me sad shades of red
Leaving me to struggle just one more day

At the end of the day it's just me
And the brutality of this world
Robbing me away of all that is free
Leaving me with nothing but words

Like a juggling joker juggling in my mind
I am playing with my own words
Going through a heap to find
Nothing but the right words

At the end of the day it's just me
And the recurrence of routines
It's like living in a sea
With nothing but machines

the road

You are driving alone on a lonely road. It's dark. The headlights staring at the empty road has an eerie affect. But you can't see ahead. Just a few meters. Then, darkness.
You don't no where you are headed. Or where you are coming from.
Suddenly you see someone on the road. Right in front. You react in a split second. Slamming the brake as hard as you can. You almost skid off the road. Your heart is beating irregularly fast. You are panting.
Whoever it was, he is gone. Nowhere in sight. Did you really see someone? Or was it just imagination.
You are still breathing fast. Heart still beating irregularly. And you couldn't think. Get yourself to move on. You are inevitably stuck. You don't know why. You just don't know. There is no sense in going back and you can't move forward.

time

pulses in pace
repetition of routines
movements in metre
recurrence of rhythms
cadence in counts
patterns of periodicity
encores in echos

Brainwashed

Fabricated with lies they told us a story
Excused without reason, justified without explanation
Brainwashed we stood - never thought it was a lie
And we listened eagerly - never read between the lines

Then they triumph over their victory
Fireworks, joy, excitement and celebration
But we only saw through our eyes
Never Asked, never questioned, never thought with our minds

Beautiful

Beautiful is what I see
But not through my eyes
Something seen only by me
Pure and safe from lies

Beautiful is what I feel
Deep within my mind
Shoved in and in a seal
Deep within hard to find



Beautiful was everything
Until I was awaken
Beautiful I still think
Until it was broken

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i had my chances

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A new beginning

Find me a place
And a whole new face
I wanna start over
A new story

Or should I?
Stand here mesmerized by
Where my life takes me
Should I?

Oh those days
Where we played
Running around having fun
Oh! those lovely days

How could I?
Stand here astonished by
Where this is going
How could I?

Find me a name
And give me no fame
I wanna start over
A silent story

Night

It's the middle of the night

The roof is hiding my view

But yet I know

The moon is shining so bright

Old yet so new

A luminous show

The stars giving out light

Little and few

A glowing flow

Happiness is...

deceit

Conceal and deceive
Hide and trick
Full of lies
A lot of false
Cheat and lie
Betray and con
Full of secrets
A lot of confusion

LIFE

Trust Nothing
Doubt Everything

small..

feelin a lil small these days

Nobody is Perfect

its a long way......to home

imagine

wherever you go i am with you
you take me away you are all alone

i am there when you are lonely
i am there when you are not
i am there when you are happy
even when you are in sorrow


i am the answer to all your questions
you take me away you are clueless


i am in your imagination
i am in reality with you
i am in your sweet dreams
even there to save you in nightmares


i am the solution for all your problems
you take me away you are in trouble


i am with you forever
i am with you for eternity
i am with you i vow
even if it means nothing to you


i am with you wherever you go
without me you will be all alone

butterflies

They are still here.I don't know why. But. They are here. Hiding within me. No one else see them. No one else understand. Nor do I. Feel like I don't care. But maybe I do. I do care. They are driving me crazy. When are they Going to leave me alone. When am I going to get some privacy. I feel alone. I feel isolated. Like everyone have left me. With all these little insects. I sometimes find myself spaced out. Thinking. About a lot of things. Waiting. Wanting. For something. Anything. Nothing matters anymore. Nothing at all. How long is this going to last. I really don't know.

My self, My heart, my soul
Breaks to pieces within seconds

butterflies

They are here. I don't see them. But I know. They are here. I feel them. Sense them. They are everywhere. Happier than ever. Flying around me. Fluttering their pathetic little wings. I hate them. They make me insecure. They are driving me crazy.
I don't know what's wrong with me. Nothing seems to matter anymore. I feel stupid. I feel tired. Like I am going to fall on my knees. Sometimes i realize that i am breathing too fast. I find myself waiting for something to happen. Wanting for something to happen. Anything. Nothing seems to matter anymore.

A look. A smile. A nod.
Or even the slightest move.

Life

"Life shouldn't be about getting noticed"

Kyle, Kyle XY

Tiny Drops Of Water

Tiny drops of water
Hitting my face
Washing all the guilt
And refreshing my mind
I shout at the top of my voice
Letting all the anger go away
I stand here alone
Yet I don't feel lonely
I get soaked through
And yet I don't feel wet
The wind blows on my face
And the rain keeps me company
The trees dance with the wind
While I try to keep up with them