Freedom

People say I’m free.

I’m as free as a bird with clipped wings.

It’s hard to be independent when you’re trapped,

Caged by everything..




Do you honestly believe your lies?

How can be sure they’re true?

Or are you so used to fibbing

That you’ve managed to fool you?




No sir, I won’t be fooled

Not by you, or me

Or the people who think

That I can be free





It’s a wonder, really,

How we can convince ourselves

That lies are truths.

You can keep your “liberty”





I’ll take the freedom that never was.

Bank of Emotions

Welcome to my bank of feelings.
Would you like to open an account?
We've never had you here before, sir.
And I'm afraid your name is unfound....

You are simply non-existant,
Completely new to this bank.
A new experience to me,
Who do I have to thank?...

I can handle all the others,
Jealousy, anger and sad,
But something new after all this time?
this is very bad....

What did you say your name was?
'Love', was it, sir?
well I'm afraid you can't come in here,
And I don't care if it's for 'her'!...

This girl you liketo speak of,
Why is she so great?
I don't we should let you in here,
And leave 'love' up to fate....

Welcome to my bank of feelings,
This 'love' thing is unknown.
And I'll remain completely numb,
I'll stay here, no love, alone.

Today

Today I laughed
much to my surprise.
It's been so long
since that opportunity last arrived.

It's good to know,
that I can still smile.
That should go without saying,
but it's been a while.

It's been weeks since I last tried
to perservere through this fight.
You can't imagine how I cried,
hoping it would one day be alright.

It's been days since I've spoken
to the one who started all this.
It seems I've finally awoken,
and realized that happiness can exist.

Amongst the hurt,
and all the pain I feel,
I have forgotten how to trust
and forgotten what is real.

What's real is not the distress,
or the bitterness inside.
What's real is my success,
and the bumps along the ride.

For, one day, I'm sure
I'll achieve my dreams.
I'll open that locked door,
No matter how hard it seems.

I'll break my internal bindings,
that keep me from moving ahead.
Although my road keeps winding
I'll be proud of the life I've led.

I can't promise you that
I'll always be okay
But what I can do
is tell you that I am today.

Today I smiled,
I laughed and I felt free.
Today I was the child,
that I never got to be

Different

How are we so "different"?
If "different" is just a thing.
If we all have certain features,
What does "different" bring?

People filled with hatred,
Can't possibly see,
That there's not really "differences"
Between you and me.

Looks can't show "difference",
If they're just there to be seen.
If you don't look like someone else,
Why are they so mean?

If being "different" is what is wrong,
I'd rather not be right.
And I'd want to finish living,
Doing the "different" fight.

Whats the Difference?

He holds her close
And he strokes her cheek
He feels her heartbeat
It makes him weak

He holds him close
And he strokes his cheek
He feels his heartbeat
 It makes him weak

He whispers her name
A loving motion
He squeezes her hand
With tender devotion

He whispers his name
A loving motion
He squeezes his hand
With tender devotion

His voice is shaking
As he tells her that line
He utters "I love you"
For the very first time

His voice is shaking
As he tells him that line
He utters "I love you"
For the very first time

The relationship envied
By friends and peers
Neither has to worry
About mocking and fears

The relationship disgraced
By enemies and others
Hate to be afraid
To love one another

Both couples are loving
Both are the same
In yet one has to suffer
While one feels no pain

Sorry

My fate closes in,
And I don't know what to do.
I'm lost and confused,
For my love is not meant for you.
I am sorry to break what does not belong to me,
And to wait to tell you when it is too late.
So as of what I've dones, I'll take my punishment,
For that's what I deserve.
But you might not see this so called poem,
For I will tell you upfront.
And I will not let you read this,
When I'm hiding in my dome.
I will not hide like a chicken that is scared,
I will tell you upfront,
And tell you we are not pairs.
You don't have to talk to me,
You don't have to care,
You don't even have to like me,
I don't even want to ask or dare.
I truely am sorry for what I have done.
I've cheated your heart, which it doesn't deserve.
Forgiveme if you want,
Or don't even bother.
I am sorry