The human in me should die.
I’ve said this
One too many times.
The human in me should die.
For there is no place
For two souls
In this frail body of mine.
He should die
And he should do it now.
Or else I’ll **** him!
And in his blood, my hands dye.

The human in me should die.
For he loves,
And I love not.
For he cares,
And I care not.
For he smiles…
And I hate smiles!
The human in me should die.
And in his grave I’ll write:
There is no place for humans,
In this human-shaped life.

Let me dance.
Rain will see me free
As a gipsy would be.
Let me dance
Rain the rhythm will keep
Wind gonna howl so deep
Let me dance
Me and gipsy shall dance some more
Let the silk of het skirt never touch the floor

Streets are so dark
In the districts so poor
Where runaway kids play play games strange and unknown
And one shall get away with crime in a place dear to none
Where tales of courageous crimes as heroic legends still live
And people far beyond law in fate told by cards for real believe
There to survive you should never give in
And people risk each  day working in between
There you a ruin of a palace from a dream
Yet be careful for darkness lies within

i
hear
the sound of
the wind
blowing
through
the leaves of
the trees
the
sound of
wooden chimes
fill the air
through
the leaves of
the trees

It has began,
life anew.
Forward I move.
New dream, old fears,
More patience, less tears.

we are the kids who grew up in old wine bottles
keeping ourselves out in the open
and calling the light breeze,
entering through the rim,  
our secret freedom

we are the kids who grew up during the war times
keeping ourselves hidden under beds
and reciting all the prayers
which we had learned
while listening to the guns fire

we are the kids who grew up holding ourselves tightly
making sure our masks don't fall off
and we don't break apart
like we always have been
(like we truly are)

Pretend you are a book,
Being opened from time to time;
Your pages being flipped,
They tell a comic, story, or rhyme.
Satisfy your readers, and always get them hooked
You can be anything, and today you are a book.