
Some ThingsSome things happen to make us happy.Some Things in Free Verse More Like This
Some things happen to make us cry.
Some things happen to make us learn.
Some things happen to wake us up.
Some things happen to open our eyes.
Some things happen to make us suffer.
Some things happen to make us understand.
Some things happen to make us stronger.
Some things happen to surprise us.
Some things happen to challenge us.
Some things happen to set us free.
Some things happen to reward us.
But now Tell me.
What about your love for me..?

StopHave to run from myself;Stop in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Have to bite my tongue
And limit my wishes.
Have to escape my thoughts;
Have to drown there flames
And cut down these horrors.
Have to destroy my dreams;
Have to clear my head
And escape this prison.
If I don't...
This self torture...
Won't see an end...

Is It Wrong?Is it wrongIs It Wrong? in Free Verse More Like This
That I glance up at the clouds,
Feeling the wind through my hair,
And dream of a mystifying land
Where one can be accepted no matter what?
Is it wrong
That I choose to wear jeans down past my heels,
Baggy and ripped at the knees,
Unlike all the other boys that wear athletic
Shorts, so unscathed and clean?
Is it wrong
That I ask people about their troubles,
Sometimes doing all in my mortal power
To help them surpass the simple,
Even ones I have not defeated myself?
Is it wrong
That while the few friends I have
Dance around giddily and go to
The most extreme only to impress,
But I only hang back in silent content