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No place to gothat’s simply home,the caveats always arise. Where to stayand who to be?Without the masks that held me free. Dead inside,yet so alive,free to live this life. Less is morewhen there’s no doorto block what one could see.

Disrespected by your actionsmisunderstood by your thoughts,I don’t know why I worry about youwhen I’m what I’ve got.

You don’t know how special you are.Words said to me, I say to you.Flattery, or rings of truth?The world needs youto be your best,The world needs youto clear this chest,to take a breath,to find your rest.Too much to do,too much to seethat the world needs youmore than the world needs me.

Envious of what Idon’t have for me,envious of what Ican only see.Pained to love,to care so much,Pained to lovethe pain so much.

I’m having one of those momentsof “do I really matter?”A heart attack,flashback,the noose around my neck.I’m underwater,I’m in the fields,buried 6 feet deepbeneath my tears.I lose it all,or give it up,time and time again.I try to stand,I try to fight,but I fall beneath the light.I thought the changewould mend this heart,I thought I paid my…

Terrified of what’s to come,the truth’s undone,out in the sun,my heart is weak for you. For things to clear,for you oh dear,naked Imust stand in fear. No place to go,no place but home,I’m terrifiedcause I want you there.

Contracting to solidifyboundaries strong,you know why,to shape the spacein which to grow. Expansion is excitement,addicted to the dream,a cone a cupto hold ice cream,before it meltsI scream. All this space to growneeds time to rest,a fire burningfar too hotleaves nothingfor the rest.

Mind still running,Two hundred,Sundered,Undressed, can’t stop,that missed.

I can do it,yes I can,I can do itno “no I can’t” Intimated by noveltyand net new behavior,have to wear the big boy pantswhile praying for a saviour. The melancholy wanesthe tax takes off its planes,So I can seewhat’s dear to me,and the restfeels all the same.

We are all beggars of joy. May I taste this cup? Enough’s enough, one sip of the cupand I’ll have had too much. Are the tastes free? Can the sights see? If two ducks were departedbecause the engine never started,would the sound still sound like rain? A well of ego drives us,perhaps, to be just…

Sadnessbesmirches my feet,as if I don’t knowwhere I’m supposed to be. A miscarried dreamor a delusion alive,I don’t quite know howto smile and thrive. Yet.

Scared of another shakeup,even if I could face-up,no make-up. A thousand triesto get it right,a thousand triesto sleep tonight. Came so farto see so far,the rest is hardly here.

Younger than I look,and older than I am.

I can taste it,but it feels likeI’m a million milesaway from you.I can’t fake it,’cause I just mightblind myselffrom sights of you.If there was a wayto speed up this crazy train,I would.To happy endingsin each-others arms,as we should.You don’t believe it,you keep on thinkingthat you’re notgood enough for me.But when I met you,I knew you…

I keept resisting loveout of distrustof where it came from. A brandished spear of malice.A rosebudwith its thorn. The stronger the lovethe deeper it pierces,whilst the spursfall like leaves.

It’s easier to be pessimistic,to keep low expectations.But the elevationis far too low,I’m underwaterwith reservation. Optimism shines the light,but can blind reality.Hope and trust,doing what I must,is the paththat feels right to me. I know my wordsI know my voice,I know each mindsetis eventually my choice. I strive to laughI strive to play,I strive to…

Idon’t knowwhat words will form,when I speakof your lipsand the tendernesswith, which I’d kissyou. Ihave comeso far,to hear you sing,each moment with youis everything. IfI could writemy path to fate,I’d never feela needto hesitate.But.If I could skip,I’d miss the days. Swimming downthe wild beyondmy path to youis my own song. It’s all built upfor me…

Como temo lo que pasay lo que pasarácomo encuentro mi disgustoen plazo de mi paz Si despierto mañanacon alma en mi breathse que el mundo es míobut there’s nothing left Intento amarlomirando desde ‘rribaperro corre un ríode lágrimas I’ve left behind You know I could find themsi me pongo a buscarpero me siento cansadoI don’t…

It doesn’t really feel like christmas,the holiday may be dead to me.No snow to frostor fire to roast,no hands to holdor glass to toast. It doesn’t really feel like christmas,my world has hardly slowed,each night I’m leftto my own device,no kiss beneaththe mistletoe. I’d love to feel the spiritand loved ones lost who could cheer…

A year of laughs,a chunk of grief,change and changedis-disbelief. I found the endswithout the means,I mean the endis always near. I learned a wayunknown to me,relearned the wayis what I mean. I’d like to thinkI know what’s next,but what’s on deckI trust is best. Spain had calledand I had answered,but a scenic route cameand I’m…

Sadness doesn’t feel like it used to,it can come and comeand come and come andin the endit all simply moves througha candle flame.

Teardrops fall,yet the page stays dry.So oftenI don’t know,why I cry. The pain’s alive,wounds forever healing,as peace becomes painthe demons cushion my fall.A mile to gowith glass in my feet,it’s hard to be mewhen feeling this beat. This neck aches for loveto hold it in place,my head in your lapmy last sightyour face.

Today felt goodyet I’m painting it black,every moment slips and spiralsas I reach the end of the tracks. I conquered every hillsmiled at all the thrillsand as the night begins to stillmy heart simply spills,out unto the floorbeneath the cracks of the doorand as I rush to mop the messI merely pour out more. If…

Is this life as much of a jokeas I’m finding everything else to be? Because if I stop and pause myselfI can’t take life“seriously” Are all these thoughts outside of meeverything, but my reality? Because if I could shelveevery other perspectiveI’m not quite surewhat I’d be left with.

Alive,I light my fire,I manifestwhat I desire.I steer the shipof my truth,I live & learnembracing youth. When I tripI catch my fall,I call in friends,I don’t do it all. I let the worlddance and vibeas I dance with it,alive.

It’s quiet evenings,I’m in the rough.Despite all I’ve givenI’ve still got stuffto unpack for myselfto let the dust settle. Is there a moment I missedto claim what I needed?Did I make a mistaketo not take what I heeded?Because it’s 10-15 sharpand I’ve got an empty plate. I had thought that todaymight fill me with laughter,but…

Bloated,overstuffednow everything’s imploded gastric bypasstruth unloaded,don’t even knowwhat heart and home is. Disilluded, disoriented,the pot’s left on the stove,a lack of finding peace and restwith heart-h in this abode.

The tank will always empty,there’s a limit to the mileage.Some adage, sum addage,some weight left in the attic. The wheels turn,turn turn, turn turn,as everything consumedburns, burns, burns. A meadow across the paddy,a sad cadillac just for daddy,and we wonder why the present dayyearns, yearns, yearns.

Deseos satisfechosdisatisfecho por deseo,oportunidades de novedadnovedades de oportunidad. Cuando algo acabalo de mas persigue,cuando algo acabalo nuevo comience.

My mind is holding my backin lockjaw apprehension,Leaning forwardTower of Pisa. Unsteady footing.Uneven breading. Melting joists.Facial failures. Never alive.Never in breath.

This is Americaa country of hatefate obliviatedby trauma irate I’m fully tiredof respecting disrespectfrom a person with hateswimming up to their neck The rapists of earthdeniers of freedomunhearthed and unleashedwith nothing but mayhem. Peacefully politicking,because I’m on their turf.When they only walkthe scorched pieces of earth.

No matter what I’m doingyou come to mindevery other day and dream,at least. Iused to ruminate,on love and who I’d date,but now I could be watch grassand it feels like you’re my fate. I ought want tolook down the pathsyet with you it’s simple –there’s zero maths. I know my heart,I know my lean,to be…

I am the manI’m going to be.I’m going to bethe man I am.

My head is heavywaiting to rest on you,right on cuewe’ll know what to do. My body aches,I haven’t been held,I sometimes embracebut never meld. Locked in a prisonof a fate and desire,left to myselfto soothe this fire.

I’m tired of the mediocrity.Can you get your shit together?Because with everything you’re asked to doyou shrug and say whenever. There’s no accountabilitythere’s nothing on your back,and once you’ve twiddled thumbs for daysit’s time to take a snack. I give you my wallet,because that’s how we exchange,and when something goes wrongthat’s my faultmy shame.As if…

I put my money where my heart is,like checkers on a chessboardtrying to make the right move,when I don’t know where north is.

Is there a way to find the truth in my selfand never lose iteven when I sleep at night?

If there were words that I could sayI’d wish it all awayThe wounds that always return in flaresthe friends who never seem to care We’re all chewed upspat out like cudThe field’s worn throughand torn to mud We’ve got a chanceto start anewI’ll do my partand you’ll do yours too

I’ve been eating the career I could havebefore I even taste itI’ve been celebrating the chase I wonbefore I limbered upThereis so much that could be hadno limit to the ceilingThereis so much that could be hadand that’s why I be feeling like Hot shitYeah that’s itThe golden shotstraight up no mixUndefeated babyOh and Oh…

All alone as I sit on the cusp of a new yeara new eraWith so much love to give but no one to seek itor see meI used to ask how will I find the people for methat flippedBecause now I ask how will people find meif they need it. The internet brings the globe…

[Intro] The vulnerable pay the price of our ignoranceThe powerful empowered by all of our insolenceTen cents couldn’t change your mindSo two cents feels like a waste of my time [Verse 1] Righteous indignation fuels the unchecked machinebut if you squeeze your eyes there’s love in betweenthe licks of the flamesthe kiss of deaththe spit…

Me quieroMe quiero mas de lo que creocreoque algo imprescindible me pasaráfuera de mi controlpor quepor quepor que quiero el control PrefieroPrefiero cantar y bailarcon el rioel rio en que bañó MañanaMañana tomaré mi funeralen la playa donde criéun renacimientolos dos junto a la vez Si no viene nada no pasa nadaestoy nadando como un…

Ring, ring, ring Pickup the phone! It’s me again,why won’t you let me in? Answer the call! It’s all I ask,Don’t you want to do the task? You’re here for a reasonFour seasonsTo cycle through round and roundAre you spiraling up or down?Do you laugh and smileor pout and frownwhen all there is to dois…

It feels like others rarely check-inor ask where to lend a handas if I don’t need a friendas if I don’t want others to understand Perhaps some think I’ll always be fineand I don’t reach-out every-time I crybut save few I know I’m taking the leadand I always show up when someone’s in need Perhaps…