Beyourself, is the only thing you can do, for if...
Be yourself so that the people around you like you...

The day is approaching,
the hour is scorching...

I hate you, and i hate me,
but worse of all i hate being...

Once times were good,
once times were nice...

Who, am i?
Just another individual...

Coldness is lonelyness it feels so bad, the only...
A cold shiver goes through your body, and you feel...

Every day can't do anything right,
can't please anyone...

Drifting apart,
in a stale piece of art...

To write a poem about desired love would have to...
Love does not exist to be desired it is just...

The seed of birth,
goes into the ground...

If you don't know who you are then how are other...
My plan did not succeed in the fact that i did not...

What is love?
I have never been able to tell...