The truth from my experiences.

We are created individually.

Living in a selfish society.

Following the daily routine.

Looking closely

Trying to figure out what it all means.

Not everyone is nice, it seems.

Blinded and Now I see

I'm blinded by love.
I'm Confused, but I still would like to hug.
Why are my feelings so strong.
To be with you is that so wrong?
I wonder will I meet the right person someday.
I can't give up here, so i look up to heavens and pray.
God, guide me to the one that relates to me.
Lead me through the thick fog so that I may see
The one for me...
Looking at the many women that pass me by.
So shy
I struggle just to utter the word "Hi"
One answers back and I go from there.
While she other plan, I was flying through the air.
It felt good to have this kind of connection.
But its like wifi, it works in different sections.
 It doesn't work out for me. Damn that sucks.
Learning from the mistake of leaning on too much.
I been told that I've have a big heart.
A big heart that gets rejected alot and falls apart.
Picking up the remains.
Are all woman the same?
Is it even worth the pain.
I'm would like to be with just one.
One woman.
Who knows what she doing.
Aint about the games or tricks.
All that will do is get you in some shit.
So at the end of the road.
In my heart I know.
That there is someone there for me.
Waiting to be found.

Its a Cold World man

People really get on my nerves.
Things I hear makes me feel like dirt.
I wish that had a mute button.
That way i don't have to hear nothing.
Nothing you say matters anyways.
Grow the fuck up and have a nice day.
I hear ya" make your money".
Money doesn't make me.
Rather being inside just writing..
Those boring days and not a single call.
Sitting down with my laptop against the wall.
Writing the words.
Trying to be heard.
Doing what I can
Can you understand?
What it means to feel like an outcast man.
Trying to be social in cold world.
All those mixed signs, You making my head spin girl.
Just being me and trying to have a conversation.
The end result is me and you have no relation.
Nothing in common and you playing with the phone.
Why did I even bother ?  Should have stay home.
Why are people so cold.
What is there that they care about the most.
I care about helping people out.
Even though I do, I start to doubt.
Questioning every single little thing.
Not exactly what i planned on doing.
Can't do what i need to.
Going out there I don't want to be fool.
Lord Give me wisdom to answer the question.
To listen to that wise suggestion.
To keep me motivated in life.
Keeping me from holding a knife.
There is hope.
Keeping my friends close.

Looking in the Mirror

Looking at the mirror " Am I so bad"

Hearing those harsh words make me sad.

Holding it all in makes me crash.

Then I get asked why am so mad?

I wonder why and say.

I had a really bad day.

Here I am falling apart and yet i stay.

What I need to pray.

Ask the lord to keep those demons away.

They keep coming to bring me down.

Piercing my ears with that dreadful sound.

Only coming when there is no one around.

Dragging me away till I'm no longer found.

Telling me that I'm weak.

Some kind of Freak.

Looking like a creep.

Hearing that makes me weep.

I shake and shake till i wake.

Hearing all that knowing that it's fake.

Only one road to take.

Where I go from here, it's all up to fate.