The various paths of life
by which i may choose to go...
In each heart
lies life and death...
This poem won first place in the contest it was in
Funny Faces upon windows...
To them it was just a little game
One they thought was fun...
Take apart my mind
what do you think you'll find...
Don't you want to know me
better...
What defines this mystical ideal?
Is it the sun setting...
Press deep, harder, yes that feels good;
Matter of fact, I'll do it myself...
I see myself in just one year
Feeling so happy that I am still here...
Wake up to the sound of war
Remembering that I'm not at home anymore...
Through the window streams the natural light
Yet again I have been up all night...
Sometimes people hate each other
not trying to avoid the problem...