Category: life


I’m No Super

They look at me as if I’m invincible

I bruise and I hurt

Deeply

I appear strong

Because I need to be

Because no one else will be

Gone And Lost

Weak was my heart

Strong was the emotion

Tide turned the waves over

And I was lost at sea forever 

Dream Job

Why is it that I wonder what I feel I could be?

To do what I love and maybe love what I do

To be able to do what some are able to

To work buy don’t feelit as work

To pursue what I feel fits me truly
In this world of practicality

I wonder what might have been

Or what could be

If I do what I truly want

Don’t Talk

Work hard and stay humble

When everyone else casts you aside

Surprise them by not being boastful

Let them talk, that is all they do

Try your hardest and let your achievement do the talking

Messy

I wish to dance and be free

To let every inch of me down

Hair messy and no care

Me being lazy, 

I’ve done my share

To be just free

Am I Alone?

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Can anyone here me out there?

Does anyone know I’m here

Or that I even exist?

Somewhere Over Nowhere

Where is here and where is there?

Everywhere and nowhere

All at the same time

I am a lost cause

Or so they say

What am I and where am I at?

Only I will know

Fine Too

I saw him

Way over there

Making his way

Walking towards me

I was half expecting he would look up

Maybe wave at me,

Or even just smile at me
But he didn’t 

He just kept walking

And then

He stopped and gave me a hug

And that was fine too

Count

Count the happines

Not the sadness

Count the heartbeats

Not the heartaches

Count the stars

Not your worries

Count your blessings

Always

Hit Like

In this digital age of digital likes

Happiness becomes digital

And so does love

Put a heart on show your love

But are any of it real?
When your world becomes a mere screen

I wonder what comes of us?

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

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The single speaks her mind

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