Why me?

Everyone else goes round,

Doing whatever they like.

All their success is found,

They managed every strike.

Yes, they can be happy,

Dance around with joy,

While in the corner there is me,

Turned down by every boy.

Yes, just let this stupid world,

Rejoice and pretend it´s fine,

While one person lies forgotten:

Me with this task of mine.



Don´t forget that you´ll be fine,

Be happy with your task.

For someday you will save the world,

For what more could you ask?

You were the one who was trusted

With this important job,

You will save so many lives,

So many hearts will throb.



But why the heck should I do this?

Can it not be someone else?

I can not bear this much pressure,

Can not do it by myself.



Yes, you can and yes, you will.

You are a girl so strong.

Prove you strength and do it now,

From now it won´t be long.



How do I know

That freedom will ring?

Did you ever promise

Me anything?

Will I be stuck forever

On the path of confusion and gloom?

Is there any way to get away,

Will happiness come soon?



Oh of course my darling,

Just have faith and trust.

Do not think for a moment,

That your vision will bust.



Is this not all simply me,

Fighting with myself?

This is not some heroic task,

The world doesn´t need my help.

Standing up against ideas,

I formed to protect me,

God, and I never realized

That I can be whoever I want to be.

I am free to change my mind,

My view are mine to form

I don´t need excuses,

To be who I want to be.

What is going on with my mind
the images of us rewind
our fingers that used to intertwine
that slowly changed into blood dripping crimes

Love is what I had thought once
But, after thinking twice
I've understood this was lust
And that to trust
Would only bring rush

The palm trees
That once engraved our love
has now swoon
due to a simple push
Love is something to not judge
But, to respect until the earths shake

I was a fool
and in time I learned
If, you life is complicated to understand
and the difference
between wrong and right is hard to define
how can you ever determine
the difference between love and lust

Give me solace and release me from this world,

Rest at last from the constant, aching reminder of all that is lost now,

Whatever powers up there that be, please now set me free,

In these final hours as I lay here with heavy, weighted breath,

If not, if my end must prolong much further here then please,

Give me forgiveness for my countless sins, offences against all I touch,

Every life that has suffered or fallen in my name or in memory of me,

All the ******, burning battlefields left in my unwilling wake,

Let me know that all now be at peace and live peacefully as I, no more,

But no, you will not be so gentle and kind, you never are,

As always, you choose to let me suffer through it all, even in death,

You won’t give me peace or release from it all, now, of course not,

You give me guilt.

This Girl Of Mine

Clothes get thrown to the floor,
at this point we can't take no more.
I got style, I got grace,
when my girl sits on my face.
I have the moves that drive her wild,
you should see the way she smiled.
Kisses from head to toe,
foreplay should be nice and slow.
With my tongue, I don't miss a spot,
never once have I missed her slot.
Starts with a kiss, than a massage,
we even don't mind an entourage.
Puts her mouth over my stick,
open wide cause it's very thick.
We don't need to watch any ****,
just an over-sized shoe horn.
It starts with her on top,
keep going baby and never stop.
Loves when her ******* are squeezed,
lucky for us we're not diseased.
Pounding hard with all our might,
*** is better after a big fight.
Bed is rocking and about to break,
must be quieter or the kids will wake.
Then it's time for *******,
smacking that *** for awhile.
Pulling her hair, till it hurts,
this girl of mine has the squirts.
Bed is soak and wet,
and no it isn't from sweat.
Screaming my name for an hour,
I'm like God, but with more power.
I can feel my knees getting weak,
this girl of mine is such a freak.
Body is shaking, and turning Japanese,
she is screaming hurry please.
Then came the big explosion,
if I was a ******, I'd deserve a promotion.
Then we lay in bed and cuddle,
first I get a towel, for the giant puddle.
Holding her tight, till she falls asleep,
this girl of mine, I'm gonna keep.

I used to be liked

I used to have friends 

I used to want to try at things 

I used to like myself 

I used to be able to cope with things

I used to be able to sleep 

I used to not have lines on my skin

I used to have a powerful mind 

I used to be smart

I used to be invited places

I used to know everyone

I used to know who I was
I used to not have panic attacks
I used to be able to make anyone laugh
I used to be able to act normal

I used to not be completely horrible 

I used to breathe