Life is a question,
I search for an answer...

Gliding over a sleeping Ocean,
The night is calm and crisp...

No matter the struggles,
Or the things that we've been through...

When I'm with her,
I get this crazy feeling...

Ah, the one instrument I hate,
I can't stand bag-pipers...

Its puppy love, We all have a first,
We open up to the world...

Red blistering anger,
Engulfing up my soul...

Thoughts are captivating,
A million possibilities...

Monster can in hand,
My energy is pulsating...

Standing up straight,
With my hands on my head...

If life's got you down,
Then Give this poem a Listen...

Growing out of phases,
I am finally at peace...