I cant take the amount of pressure i put on myself
it does not have to be this way
the struggle between time and pain
is inversely proportional
to happiness and comfort
i no longer hold in my thoughts the delusions
the idealic symbolism of society
that so many have learned to adapt
and some have mastered it to success
i soley realy on my lack of trust for humanity
and hold no one inocent
i dont think complaining would help
no one listens anyway!!

Standard Guarantee

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Looking for Love and Respect
prove me im still wrong
oh yes..
standard guarantee
dont let them Bring you down
never let them take over
never let them cut it down
dont let them chop your dreams
whats yours will always be

as long as we are all Free.

Dont ask me to be strong

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smell some hue on you
never knew if i could brake through
tragic is the life filled with standards
no one can see what i am afraid of
no one knows the truth
just walking on the street
and i know you will be gone
and i know i wont be strong
without you holding my arm

and shine will shine for you
wishing i was the sun

From this day i will moan
and when the moon comes

you wish i never left
and every day it gets more
so welcome to my pain
and i know i wont be strong
everything inside is gone
and i know you will be gone
dont ask me to be strong

paranoia striks deep
in to yur life it will creep
starts when you always afraid
step out of line
they will come take you any way
stop waht taht sound
everyopne lokk around
what going down

Back AgAIN

I was a highway man
around the culture road i rode
had an angel by my side
soldiers shared their blood with my blade
on the spring of 2005
but im still alive
i was a sailor
i was born to a broken home
in the sea i found life
i sailed the score of mexico
and when the water went crazy

they said i got killed in the sea
but im still living here
i always be around
i fly a star ship
across the universe i fly'

and when i reach the other side
i find a place to rest my spirit
perhaps i might be a highway man again
or i might be just a drop of rain
but i will be back again

change it up

surfs up and surf the platter
no i said love lasts forever
jesus come to me
just to be good
nights, drums and i hear the beat
as i shake my body
i feel the pain all around
watch the children
how can i dance like i dont care
i find myself involved
in all the peoples business
and thoughts are hard
when the family begs
stand strong
watching them shake your hand
why is the mother kissing my hand
beg for food not my world
change it people.. change it!!

the day

When the day is done
when the night has come
some get by and some get old
just to show how life is
when night is cold
when the birds fly
god knows i try
to call one my own.
when the game has been found
newspaper blown through the court
when the part is through
seem so sad for you
didnt do the things you meant to do
now there is no time
now that the day is done
the longer you wait
your smile will be gone

They asked

an old educator

highly regarded

diplomatic man..

what has been

the greatest accomplishment

of your life?

the old man

looked around as if

to hide his words

he whispher something

but no one could make a word

next, they asked him.

what has been your weakness?

the old man looked at the floor

turned around

looked at the sky

and didnt say a word

the educator

was hard to follow

almost a few people in one

they asked him one last question

at which he replied

I'm Done....

the interview was over

the old man came to the reporter

he said in a very clear voice

" sometimes age is not an indication

of who you are..

sometimes power is hidden

in things you cant buy..

it is true that i am old

and rich and successful

otherwise why would you

ask about me

but my greatest accomplishment

were few words..

The night has brought too many thoughts in my mind

such a hard day it was for some

i wonder if the silent ghost of the night

are aware of the time

the boogie man is no comparison to a bomb

the pain of glory

between wealth and power

has forever haunted our spirit on earth

for we no longer understand peace

the television gives me my views

as i watch children dying

as i watch mothers scream

on their dead husband

as i watch trains exlpode

as i watch buses exlpode

as i watch cities on fire

i must think there is better life then this

the moments of glory for the life time trauma

no one is guilty but the inocent

free the spirit of care

and spread the word of peace

i wish the silent nights would be

at the door of every child

i thought we were better then

killing our own kind

i wish the jungle of anger would stop

and all the lifes that are affected

allowed to heal

i thought from all this struggle

we learned from our past

i watch the news

i cant seem to feel the pain

the anger rise and fall

the dead soul in hell

lost from hope of death

they say a child

that dies in a mothers womb

from a bullet

that came throw the walls

its becaue the child

did not want to enter this world

they say poetry

is supposed to rhyme

but no one said im a poet

as i write these words

so goes my hope

and i still ask for Peace

The moment i saw her

i couldnt think of anything

better to say

other then

" dont you think we make a cute couple? "

for i gave chance no hope

i gave luck no time

i made sure i get her

i knew from the heart

she replied, i said yes

we set a date

we mate

months have passed

our love has grown

deeper then the fountain of hope

with her i feel

the breeze of life

the hard times

seem not so hard

she gives me confidents

makes me realize who iam

for that i owe her friendhip

to the end

she is my companion

A friend of a poet

she is the intellectual

the lover, you know it

when i walk by her side

i feel like a man

i want to scream

" she is mine!! "

but its well understood

nobody can sepearate us

we were meant for good

Get out

.

As i drove myself

in the heat of night

darkness was at full blast

yet traffic

was as if it was two in the afternoon

whats going on

i thought

where is the moments

that you spend with family

who are these people

i ask

thinking as i seat in trafffic

wondring why i left home

so complicated things can get

when you have to find a way

its not as easy as said

sometimes

finding love wont be enough

and yet another night

and the traffic gets worse

i have to get out of this place.

The sudden slam of the door

left a cold thought in my head

as i climb the stairs to my castle

i check by the village to see if i have bills

never fails, there all the time

broke to the box that i escape to rest

night will go so fast

wehn lack of sleep hurts your thouhgs

the anxious moment in the morning

i have a few more minutes

and the next thoughts the alarm goes off

what changed my ways

it was love.............