REal ThiNg..

See i never thought i could be this happy, before back days everything was badly.




Everythig went so wrong, i wanted to be strong just like king-kong.



Im sitting here writting this song, just keep fake smiling all nightlong.



The pain in my chest its getting bigger, harder, stronger.



Its like to get a hard, strong punch from a boxer.



im gonna open my eyes to the real world.



And stop living a big lie and just try.



its gonna be alright...



Dont stop belive tonight.



Dont take your flight to the sky.

bye..!!

m leaving u,....my self.........

if possible always keep a smile with u..!!


cheers!!

WhOm To BeLIEvE,whom NOt To(part 1)

Whom to believ,whom not to..

What the hell ma lyf brought me to

Ma own people…ma own lov’d ones are so complex

I do dono why they have so much inferiority complex..

Each of them is a lier..

They lie to me …they lie to u…

they lie to themselves too..

Nw Jus tell me

Whom to believ,whom not to..

Since I was 8… I daily had a exam

On how to fool others and how to give them harm…

CoZ here..AGE NO BAR!!

Or Probably coz ..

its been 22yrs nd I didn’t lied to thm so far…

Nw Jus tell me

Whom to believ,whom not to..

Every day I experience a new ill thought of ‘em

I don’t think they understand that I need ‘em..

Nw Jus tell me

Whom to believ,whom not to..

My love, my sisters and friends are my inspiration to survive..

But as time passed by..i came to knw that they too lied..

She died , two sisters are duty piled other one have a serious problem

And all of my friends are jus being tired ..

Some stepped back…

Some  of them jus harassed..

Rest had fun at ma back…

I could die but I’l not lie

Plz tell me

jus tell me

Whom to believ,whom not to..

U SmELL FAke

I step into the room, all of a sudden you're all quiet

It's a sign of loathe, don't you try to disguise it

I am what I am but it doesn't mean stupidity

Such ignoring is actually hurting my dignity

Familiar faces with oh! so friendly smiles

But lies in your eyes can be read between the lines

Whatever you say to me, was that a compliment?

Whatever you meant, it sounded mad malevolent

None of you people has ever been in my position

That feels like a relief but might be a malediction

It ain't fiction, think about it from my point of view

Oh right, ya'll can't, cus it damages your values

Never heard of the word 'hypocrisy' before, dear?

I have, so often it's pouring out of my ears

Claim it's okay, claim you're okay with me, liar

I'd rather die than live my life in torturing denial

Cus that's what y'all expect me to do, is that right?

To make you feel better, for your grand delight

But my loved ones, that is generally called 'a fraud'

What also makes me angry is when y'all distort

So fuck all of you, just choke on your disquietude

And I'll live happily ever after with my sick disrepute

 

spoof....

I push my loved ones aside

as I run with scissors

puncture new holes in my life

avoiding fractured mirrors

making it all inconceivably real

in one way or another

peel off the layers of fear

as I revise the gutter

and the blood drips

it colours the tight palm

run faster, bite my lip

feel dizzy and remain calm

bottoms of my shoes

worn off like tomorrow

wondering in wine fumes

found a new soul to swallow

watch the seas divide

as the disco balls explode

feel the trip, it revives

and watch me run

 umm....

here I go again

In LOve...(heaVy wOrd VerSion)

She has an expensive cocktail in her hand

embellished with umbrellas and rare fruits

she evaluates everyone around her

with one, poignant glance

Shiny high-heeled shoes embrace her fragile feet

with each step she takes as she

hurries across the room and pass me

the bar is open,

eau de parfume lingers where she stood

her eyes follow the flow of the golden...

refreshement, closely

now she taps the desk with her long fingers

decorated with lucid nail polish, she's impatient

delicate wrist picks up the chalice, firmly

her lipstick leaves a stain,

like an acceptable defect on a piece of art

she gives a certain look to the bar tender, refill

flawless, long legs can be seen from underneath

the layers of her haute couture dress

she appears to be lonely,

although she thinks she's with a friend

like a fallen angel, sent down from heaven

because she loved her friend more

than she loved God

her essence is

disguised with mercurial mystique

like a torn curtain swaying

in the charren window, after a conflagration

she's untouchable with her alleviation

the night grows older, her heavy head

nods back and forth,

she expresses her appreciation

to someone whose hand gestures indicate

a taxi's been called, I was too late

I watched her all night, waiting for my chance

to get to talk to her, waited for my

inhibitions to disappear

but there she goes, staggering down the stairs

and drives away, away from me

in a bright yellow cab

but next year I'll be poised

and she will come to me running

because I will drink as much as her

thus we'll have one friend in common.

InDEr



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I live on a page
Fenced in by margins
Words tell my story
Small black characters
In rows and columns
Dark print text reflects
How I feel today
Journal, Diary
Each word is a vessel
That contains substance
An essence a message
However meaning,
Is not just Straight Edge
The line may be skewed
Perfect crookedness
All night I wander
From room to room
Desk to bed to floor
Roll from belly to back
Eyes close, open, and blink
But still I could not think
With chaos comes calm
Clarity is found
I see blighted air
Or is it Dust that roams?
Particles of fine powder
Hover over the vessels
It's a fog that shrouds
The ships sail the pale sea