Thursday, August 6, 2009

To Whom It May Concern


You’re negative words,
They mean nothing to me.
Notice how you’ve tried to break me down,
Yet I’m still here.
I still have people who love me,
Friends who trust me.
I'll always be beautiful;
So go ahead, make yourself look ugly.
You try so hard to hurt me;
I really hope you enjoy disappointment.
Say whatever you want,
But just remember, that I’ll still be here.
I’ll survive.
Talk your shit.
But you’re words aren’t worth saying.
Go ahead, make my day.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

The Man on The Silver Screen



Roses are red
Everything he said
Holding on tight
another sleepless night

I remind myself
It’s just a movie.

Photoshop and White Lies


I wait for autumn.
I wait for the leaves to change as I hope for change myself.
I wait for them to surrender their green covers and show their true colours.
I wait for the heavy freedom that is wind to pass through me.
I wait for freedom.
I wait for spring.
I wait.