Free Hand writing
Month One...
I'm longing for vision in these blinded eyes
A glimpse of light in these overcast skies...
In my life I tend to believe
Friendship withers just like leaves...
Fat, big, large, huge, over weight, are words we...
They are words that are cruel, and many of us hate...
Why the world's treasure
is plundered by dark, the thunder...
A simple photo
Glanced at by many...
As, the days go on i get more scared
What if i wake up tomorrow and your not there...
© Francisco Guzman 2006
If I am weak and feeble, it is because I choose to...
I am a caged butterfly,
who just wants to break free...
Life is not hard, but pain -it hurts
The sympathetic smiles, they never work...
Never got the chance to be named
Never got the chance to see the world...
How does one show signs of maturity?
Is it in our thoughts...