What Makes Us Human
Logic shapes us, helps us make the right choice
Its the fuel to your mind, spirit, and voice.
Trust is a tool than can be bent and be broken,
Innocence lost in a second, in a word that is spoken.
Deceit and manipulation can only take you so far,
Let it go on for too long, and you'll forget who you are.
Rage is a fire that burns from your core.
Let it take control and you will be nothing more.
Ambition can be distorted, take you down the wrong path
Bringing the world your creativity's wrath.
Memory is a dream that sits at the back of your mind,
The key to your future, to all humankind.
These fractions of the psyche c
I put on a smile and don't even try to act mellow.
Radiating beams of pastels pink and yellow.
With my kind personality and fun-loving disposition,
Life seems like a breeze for the girl with no affliction.
My second color is hidden deep down inside.
I am a colorless flower among a sea of purple where I reside.
White, the loneliest color of all. The tiniest imperfections seem to stand so tall.
Like a feather in the wind, on a breeze I drift along
For there is no place where I feel that I truly belong.
Falling, falling, always falling.
Never has a place to rest.
Sleeping in abandoned nests,
Until again, the Sun is calling.
It is always and everywhere.
I hear it on the roof with every beat
I hear its chatter in the street.
It's always leaving, but it's always there.
Friends for so long, it seemed our friendship would see no end.
But the reality is that it was over before it could begin.
We stayed up late talking all the time.
You told me your secrets and in return I told you mine.
Summer days we spent all day in the sun,
Thinking of the future and dreaming of the one.
All was well until they crept from the shadows and grabbed hold of your heart.
The demons
YOU are not what you look like or what size and shape of body you have.
YOU are your favorite movies, your smile when something amazing is about to happen, your laugh when you can't contain the giggles, your belief in what is right and wrong, your favorite band, your love of trying new things, your willingness to adapt, your favorite books to read, your love for your friends and family, your unhealthy obsessions with fictional characters, your favorite shirt, your favorite color, your guilty pleasure of cheesy romantic movies, your fascination with the stars, your pet peeves, and your cell phone ringtone.
YOU are the places you've been, the
I'm going to stand in the rain.
Do not come after me,
Must I tell you again?
The rain is where I'm free.
The cold seeps in and numbs the pain.
It takes me somewhere you'll never see.
Nothing to loose, nothing to gain.
In the rain I'm completely me.
There is no blood inside my veins.
I am in the rain and the rain is in me.
In Paris or in Africa's great plains,
Wherever the rain is, I will be.
I don't know when you'll see me again.
For me, time tends to flee.
But I will be somewhere else as long as it will rain.
We sit on the roof and stare at the stars.
Looking at them reminds me of how little we are.
With great spiraling galaxies and secrets untold,
Like a gift wrapped up tightly; a new discovery is another flap to unfold.
Ageless stars have watched entire worlds form.
If they could talk, what would they say? Is it lonely out there? Is it cold? Is it warm?
Is there a whole other world out there with mountains and trees?
Is there another girl sitting on a roof staring right back at me?
Does the universe go on forever, without a real end?
Can we find a new planet and go there right now? Just for a little while? Just for pretend?
We sit under the