I have so much to say
but my throat is a gas chamber...

May the people see the light in your eyes,
How much they illuminate our hearts...

Words, they are just letters,
and letters are just points...

one drop...

My ignorance is like cockroaches
walking through thoughts...

I thought I thought
But thoughts seem to linger in my head...

First, I was a can of soda,
bubbly and sweet...

"No more.
I won't let this conversation...

I Wanna be gone where humility
And humbleness exists...

Oh mother gracious!
What is this...

On Christmas times, the stores become like church:
Too crowded, full of prayers, and of songs...

never again will i feel this pain
I said...