Why is it that sometimes I know I have everything
Yet I feel like I have nothing
Nothing but emptiness inside
That sooner or later there will be nothing to hide
That I feel so alone
That I wish my love could be shown
That I wish I could feel the warmth of someone nearby
That I hate having to say goodbye
That I’ve lost connection
That all I want is that affection
To feel loved
Instead of being shoved
And pushed away
That I begin to stray
But even in a big world we have a voice
And a choice
Should we choose the path of loneliness
Or choose the path of happiness
That if we have someone by our side
We will never have something to hide

Cling
Is what makes our ear drums ring
Crack
Is what makes this stone fall back
Click
Is what makes us see from what is real to what is a trick
Ignite
Is what keeps us up all night
Drips
Is sweat that we earned not tips
Faces
Are photos in our mind that gets us through hard places
Dust
Is glory that we inhale beneath this crust
Goal
Is what we work for no matter the toll
Treasure
Is the final product earned not something we can measure
Steel
Is what we are, not fake but real
We are the men of steel

Oh how life feels like it goes by so fast

But with age you start to wonder how long will this last

Unfortunately life always meets at an end

The last page is turned but a new chapter is about to unbend

To the lives of those who descend

From the lady who always had a message to send

It’s sad to know that my grandma is gone

But being sad is something I should not dwell on

Because I know in heaven she is rejoicing and singing songs

Heaven is where she belongs

Where she is free from any pain

Free from these earthly chains

That I am so grateful for the time she was here

That I miss her so much I would shed more than just one tear

That all I have left are memories of her past years

To be able to hear her last goodbye

That I still can feel that she is nearby

That we will meet again

In the heavens where we ascend

If you got a friend in me
Then friends we shall be
But first what is a friend?
And where did it descend?
A friend is someone you trust
Who’s not just a yes but a must
Someone that you can talk to
That will help you get through
The hard times when you’ve lost track
Who always has your back
Who knows who you are
Who doesn’t care if your broke or have a car
Who is real
Not just someone who’s trying to make a deal
Friends are the ones who encourage us in life
Who are the ones that make us strive
The ones who really matter to us
Who would be by our side and not even flinch to make a fuss
Good friends are forever
Who are the last to say never
Because I’ve got a friend in me
Who will never flee
Who will always see
The real me

A wrinkled up beat up torn book laid upon a table at a bookstore

No one would even notice if it slipped and disappeared onto the hard dark floor

Burnt edges of this mysterious book was shown

It’s story and words were unknown

For no one had read this book for it was alone

Almost as dead as a dried up bone

It’s title imprinted was quite small

It just waited quietly for its call

But then one day a curious boy gazed at this beat up book with wonder

The store keeper looked at the kid as if he made a blunder

The little boy picked up the book and asked, “Why is this book called the unwanted book? ”

The store keeper just smiled and said, “Because the book feels unwanted, not even one person has cared to take a look. ”

“But sir why does no one care to read this book? ”

“Because they judge this book by its cover and it’s torn up pages.

It seems as though no one had read this for ages. ”

“But sir the book is perfect and shiny and light. ”

“That is because you believe there is more then what lies from its site. ”

The kid gave a bright smile and asked one last question, “How much does this book cost?”

“It doesn’t have a specific cost. It’s value is on what you believe it cost. ”

At first the kid looked at him as though he was lost but then he rummaged through his pockets and found his only gold coin.

“This is all I have is this gold coin. ”

The store keeper just smiled again and said, “This book has quite a history and there is much more this book has to offer. I promise you that.”

The young boy grabbed his book and ran out of the store so fast that he almost dropped his hat.

He opened the first page and what fell out was something of amaze.

Gold coins fell from the book to the ground and all the boy could do is jump for praise.

I guess the lesson for today is to not judge a book by its cover

Because you’ll never know what you might discover

Why do the good die young?

It’s almost as though someone has punctured me in the lung

And I gasp for air

Not having a care

Of what is around me

Because I’ve just lost a brother in the deep blue sea

He was young and brave

I wish I was superman and have him be the one I could save

But I know he is in a better place

Where there is love and grace

I hope to see you some day

My heart is towards your family everyday

And though I pray

That there’s a beach in heaven like San Diego Bay

Where we can laugh and stay

You will be missed

And you will be our number one on the list

For the good die young

Liar liar pants on fire

All this guilt that we inquire

Trying to hide what we wish we did not take

Every word is like venom from a venomous snake

First we get the chills

Then a force of adrenaline gives us the thrills

But sadly in the end we wish that we had brought those pills

There’s no turning back

The venom has already spread to the point that our skin is turning black

All the lies that we spread

May hunt us till the day that we are dead

Why is it that we lie to the ones that love us the most

It’s almost as though we treat them as they were a ghost

We are so desperate that we need to get this venom out of our blood

Before we are swallowed up by this flood

We just wanted a little more appreciation

So we fall for our temptation

And went out of our way to hurt someone with this infection

That we have almost lost our connection

We just need a dissection

We need to let everything out and come clean

That every word that comes out of our mouth will have a mean

Because when your words become fire

You will always be a big fat liar

Delete delete

The feeling of defeat

I use to know you’re name

But then we started to blame

Each other for not being the same

Oh what a shame

That you’re memories are flushed down the drain

To the point that my mind is going insane

Forget forget

The plans that we set

I wish I could dissect

The parts of us that we wished we did not inject

So why cant I think

I cant even blink

My stomach starts to sink

Because a part of me feels that we are still linked

Lost lost

Doesn’t matter the cost

I wish I could bring you back

So we can finally get on track

Your like a missing diamond that I wish I could find

But my eyes are blind

That I’ve lost my mind

That my heart becomes sour as a lime

And I don’t have much time

Just give me a sign

Then suddenly I see you and finally my heart knows that you were meant to be mine

War war

The definition of gore

A colloseum filled with hungry lions about to roar

Youre just an innocent boy curious to explore

Not knowing what is really behind that door

Once your in, there’s no turning back from this horror

Now you took an oath and there’s no way to take back on what you swore

It’s like D-Day of bodies falling down on the shore

Your body is shaking that you start crying on the floor

Doesn’t matter how much money you are given; you will still feel poor

You open a drawerr

Pull out a gun telling yourself that you don’t want to deal with this anymore

Before you can pull the trigger; something tells you that life is much more

That our life is like an apple core

It’s the part that we don’t want but end up consuming it more

All the parts of us that we deplore  

But there is always hope that we can restore

Our life back on what we use to be before

Before we walked through that door

Bung! Bung! What is that ring? That makes you jump and sing, that goes ding a ling, bitty bung, it’s that bell, it’s that bell.

Tic toc! Tic toc! What is that tic? That goes clickity click, that makes you sick, tickity tic, it’s that clock, it’s that clock.

Ding dong! Ding Dong! What is that beat? That makes you get out of your seat, and makes you get on your feet, didi dong, it’s that door bell, it’s that door bell.

Beep! Beep! What is that annoying beep? That makes you leap, from your jeep, beepity beep, it’s that horn, it’s that horn.

So what is common with these sounds? That makes your ear drums start to pound, that makes you jump from the ground, it’s that aware sound, it’s that aware sound. Makes you aware from the bitty bung, tickity tic, didi dong, beepity beep that makes your ear drums pound from that sound. Dadi da dum dum