Staring out in the open air
stages of bluntness inside pupils...

Pain is not a small word
it's a sign of sad feelings...

The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of...
It is seen in the width of his arms that encircle...

I wish I were a teddy bear.
Everybody loves them...

Life is the blossoming of flowers in the spring,
the ripening of fruit in the fall...

Harsh words and violent blows
Hidden secrets nobody knows...

Soaring high,
Being wild...

I'm rude..
i speak in between line...

Grubby clouds, blemish minds
Times I have are ample of lies...