Glee.

Everyone’s got their vice.

A gentlemanly swindler.

A high-rolling miser.

A family-driven chauvinist.

A romantic cheater.

A glamorous gold digger.

A kind sex addict.

A life-loving drug abuser.

A religious cultee.

What you would see;

Always half of what it is.

They ask to fight or to flee;

Perhaps just let it be.

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Wake Up.

Restrained,

By the thick ropes and chains.

Society,

Is the one that changed me.

Artist,

Was all I wanted to be.

Happy,

Was all I ever seeked.

Money,

They will give when you obey.

Glory,

You get with compassion frayed.

Winners,

Are ones who betrayed trust.

Losers,

Are those who gave too much.

Since when did it become this way?

Since when did we make it this way?

Kinship is soon nothing.

Friendship is soon vanity.

Nature is soon dying.

What about us?

Soon we’ll be alone and crying.

Blind.

Cash we seek;

Glory we chase,

But man, I’d tell you that’s just surface.

Even with all the success

But our hearts misplaced,

It’ll be real doom

No matter what we taste.

But that’s really just a peek

At the consequence we’ll face.

“We want happiness,”

And that’s all we say.

Look at us now —

Alive but dead.

What do we have now?

“Blindness to kindness,” I’d say.

The Other Side.

Clank.

Another one of those hearts got broken.

Aching through the flanks,

Alone and solemn.

Me and you against the world,

Seems like it was just an old folk tale,

When there are ones against your fleur,

Hands in the pocket no matter bail or jail.

Be.

Can’t you see

You should let me be?

Before I flee,

Just set me free.

Held captive by twines of the city,

All we needed was our minds at liberty.

Electric.

Brilliance is not a spark of wonder.

It is a consistent and persistent current that

One day gets strong enough to cause a sunder.

Aliens.

Move in swishes,

Live on wishes.

We are all different –

Yet somewhat alike.

We all love,

We all fear.

Isn’t it strange we don’t care so much about each other?

Isn’t it ridiculous sometimes we’re afraid of each other?

Before the grave,

After all you gave.

We are all the same,

Yet somewhat different.

Isn’t it stupid to compare riches?

Isn’t it dumb to have made someone’s life difficult?

Blessings are the days living,

That’s all I’m really saying.

Be kind,

Be brave.

And soon you’ll find out,

They give our life it’s true meaning.

Australia.

Flashing lights,

Trashy vibes.

Watch it you nay-sayers,

Imma’ a nay-slayer.

Guided by light,

I’ll take flight –

To where alleys are tight,

And to where it shines bright

Where exactly?

I’d fly down-under.

Why, don’t mind me?

I’m a neon light hunter.

Try.

Sometimes I feel like I forgot

How to cry.

Sometimes all we need is

Someone to pry.

Sometimes I want to rant till

My mouth runs dry.

Sometimes all we need is

That someone to try.

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