Crying

Tell me, when did crying,
Become something weak,
Something to fight against,
And hide behind doors.
Crying comes from passion,
Strong emotional depth,
It communicates the things,
Mere words cannot.
To cry is to feel,
And have strength to admit,
This is human,
And this is ok.

A Masking Tale

The time I spent staring into your deep pools of eyes,
Could be seen as a deep waste of life,
I was captured staring into your mind,
But what your eyes told were cheap rotten lies.
They spun a tale of beauty, nature and peace,
But that was nothing like what was underneath.
Beneath the sparkling blue was betraying black,
But I was caught in the pool with no turning back.
I fell and I floated and I trusted in you,
I was safe in your beauty,
Loving the time we shared,
All the while you masked just how little you cared.
Then your eyes were blank,
No longer safe swimming pools,
They were a harsh, dark sea,
With horror stories ready to drown me.
I fell and I struggled not believing the truth,
I made my own pools from the pain you drew.
I was on my own with no beauty to see,
A total wreck you left me.
Slowly the sun dried the damage you left,
Light returned to my life,
But what is lost shall not be forgotten,
I'll never forget how you treated me then.

Nice Girl

She looked like a nice girl,

He looked like a waste of space,

I could see she was unsure,

But she smiled anyway.

She was pretty,

And too good for him,

I think she knew,

But they left together still.

I wonder what they’re doing now,

After that awkward date,

She could do better,

But is she with him anyway?

I Want To Buy A Fast Car

I want to buy a fast car,
Just to drive it slow,
Enjoy hot sun,
But dream of snow,
Read by the fire,
Then dance in the rain,
Dare to love,
Not fearing pain.
I want to travel the world,
While missing home,
Spend time in peace,
But not feel alone,
Be myself,
And be a star,
Never give up,
On going far.