me?

what people see

really is not me

different inside

lord knows I try

pulled between two extremes

I know what it all means

but instead I hide

perfect hair, fake “Hi”s

its just more easy

less they really see me


but I cannot regret at the end

I must write the letters I send

take the chance

open the door

the honest enhance

and there is more

open the closet of fear

wear what you thought they’d jeer

start to end the lie

a worker bee goodbye

leave the false friends

cash at ATM’s

the work in Orwell’s den


open the shades

sign your name

stand up without aide

of tricks to play the game 

some will always betray

but pure self is strong

dark night is part of day

not always a happy song

feel the morning sun 

 in a pure soul of real

the fake facade undone


a smile only truth can feel

6 figures

why do I need money

do I need to be rich

money is just paper

materialistic

but to be rich at heart

expand my mind

wisdom from listening

experience of a lifetime

 collect hugs and love

crayon drawings for the fridge

not sports cars and watches

or the escorts I did

I want to spend my love

family and friends

not at the mall

the sale never ends

I can be rich

rich with memories

spending back the wisdom

years of listening

so

why do I need the paper?

620 am

620 am

6-19-12, 620 am, GPS Lat: 26.61521, Long: -80.08196, hello world!!!

thank you dad

upset over nothing

angry at the world

I needed support

so I called my dad

he was calm

he knew what to say

patient words of wisdom

he wanted it this way

tears and screams

I let it all out

he listened to my anger

he listened to me pout

he settled my thoughts

I began to feel better

thank you dad

I look forward to your letter

the plan

welcome to your plan

I hope you studied all you can

come inside, feel at home

now you know you are never alone

stiff bed, dusty room

face to face with your ultimate doom

stand from inside, look eye to eye

and your hope will never die

float through your mind

watch for the sign

enter into my space

let me take you from this place

see your mistake

change your fate

for there still may be time to escape

 

addict

alone again

my only friend

by choice, however

not to last forever

just right now

until I know how

to see my smile

it’s been a while

to raise my arms

save all the farms

open my heart

for a brand new start

to see my goal 

come out of my hole

tell my story 

taste the glory

to settle down

no longer around

my only friend

never alone again

dying

with death so close

my mind became clear

filled with thoughts of home

empty with those of fear

to read the paper

sit in my chair

go out for a walk

breath deep the clean air

the drugs, the girls

the parties and boos

all are insignifigant

when you are about to lose

all I wanted was peace

the presence of security

a warm, handmade blanket

keeping warm my sanity

with death so close

I realized who I am

I know how to move on

now I have the plan

american boy

student of television

product of greed

money blurs his vision

parents planted the seed

always something he wants

new toys never satisfy

something new to flaunt

something new to buy

fueled by the love of money

he becomes part of the system

like bees making honey

he begins to work with them

american man

greedy, fat and tired

secretly worried about your bills

anything not to be fired

can’t you see

and fly out of the hive

you are meant to bee free

you are meant to bee alive.

dreamlife

what lies ahead

how will I live

what will I do 

before I am dead

I want to die with a grin

a truthful peace that lies within

to plant a seedling

produce another

be the best man I can

and help my brother

to breathe with confidence

learn by my mistakes

tell my experience

before it is too late

if I could enjoy my time

if I could walk the line

if I could make my parents proud

I can die in peace

my chin resting on a cloud

kids

be careful of the children

or do you not care

they imitate your actions

they think its fair

they remember your anger

never forget the screams

not afraid to hit her

they relive in their dreams

feed our children promise

they posses our future

opportunity you cannot miss

save them from danger

the children must glow

let the kids play

soon they will know

they can actually save the day