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Tuesday, November 27, 1990
Sick
who do you think you are
telling me what to do
I have a mind
I don't need you
I'm sick of you
I'm sick of life
fuck you all
I don't need you
I can fend for myself
but you lock me up like I can't think
life I said
I'm sick of you
I'm sick of life
fuck you all one more time
Friday, November 23, 1990
Selfish
I am a selfish person
I try to think about others
but it all comes back to is
what it will do for me
is everybody like this
I hope I'm not alone
is it wrong to be selfish
I hope it's not
when we were young
we were taught not to be
but I must be honest
were were taught to be
I am a selfish person
Thursday, November 22, 1990
That Age
I wonder what it feels like to be
that age
I had forgotten what it was like to be
that age
just starting to care
I wonder
I think
I don't know anymore
how difficult is it to be
that age
why do we have to grow older
start to think about the problems of life
it's not fair
why must we have to
I want to go back
back to the time when there was no care
just wonder
I hate it all
Wednesday, October 10, 1990
Fly
fly
fly away from this guilty land
can't we be free to think on our own
free
you can't tell me we are free
I know it's not true
people telling us how to think
telling us what to do
we aren't free
what do you mean 'land of the free'
it's all a joke
they are trying to bar down our souls
how can we stop them
before it's too late
just let me fly away
Sunday, September 9, 1990
Feelings
feelings
feelings
feelings
anguish
joy
pain
experienced in a moment
how wonderful life is
Monday, April 9, 1990
See Love
what will it take to make you see
that the love we had is still there
the love is there waiting for you to see it
I love you so much
I wish you could see it
why are you hiding
what is it that scares you
I want to be friends and take it slower
not just passion but love this time
open your eyes
I would do anything for you
I would give you everything I have
I just wish you could see
that the love we had is still there
Sunday, April 1, 1990
Waiting
my dearest sweet
don't you know I weep for you
I walk through the days and nights
waiting and wondering
if I'll ever hold you again
can't you see the love I have for you
the love is so strong that I will let you live,
without me
but someday I know that our hearts
will meet again
and we shall be as one
Tuesday, March 27, 1990
Mind Colors
the mind works in so many ways
with colors, movements, and shapes
each part is special
and has its own special job
waves, waves, like birds, boats, and fish
in the sea
all one movement
so many colors
defined perfectly so one may
understand it and think
Monday, March 19, 1990
Reality
what is reality?
fantasy to some,
may be to others reality
how do we really know?
reality comes from the mind
so does fantasy come from within
to some what they live is reality,
what they dream is fantasy
to others someone else's fantasy
may be reality
when we say that someone is living in a fantasy
and refuses to see reality
have we asked them what their reality is
is this reality?
Friday, February 9, 1990
Is Life
is life an illusion or fact?
each and everyone is a pawn
moving around on a board
called life
having fun while they can
just waiting
knowing
that at any moment
their game will end
Tuesday, February 6, 1990
Tragic Enchanted
tragic
life
what is
why is there
how did it become
life
death
what is
why is there
how does it feel
death
enchanted
The Essence of Asking
Who?
What?
When?
Where?
How?
Why!?
Saturday, February 3, 1990
To M
how could it happen
why
why
no this can't be
I can't handle this
why
you can't leave
you can't leave
me
no I'll hurt myself
I'll get you back
you'll regret it
help
I don't want to do it
why
no
I promised, I won't
no tomorrow
yes tomorrow
sorry
I can't
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