Huh

i am sick
i feel like crap
my nose is leaking
just want to nap

my sight is blurry
my throat is hurts
read medicine labels
for caution alert

been drinking juices
and blowing my nose
my body scream aches
from head to my toes

won't go to doctor
will just stay in bed
while gibberish poem
dance in my head

just watching tv
screening old movies
will old characters help
and simply behoove me

i'm seeking ideas
my head in a cloud
quiet shy ladies
or men who are loud

the story lines blur
as i fall fast asleep
thought are all jumbled
some goofy some deep

i wake up and ponder
what time is it now
juice and more vitamins
give false hope somehow

i hate being sick
my mind doesn't work
i wish i was healthy
my normal self quirk.

there must be something i can do

'there must be something i can do'
i'm lying on my bed
staring at the wall
i don't feel like going out
i don't feel like staying in
'there must be something i can do'
i'm lying on my bed
that mark on the celing looks like a dog
i don't feel like talking
i don't feel like being quiet
'there must be something i can do'
i'm lying on my bed
my thoughts keeping me company
i don't feel like thinking
i don't feel like sleeping
'there must be something I can do'
i'm lying on my bed
i'm bored

i will wait

Come to me,
Cause I’m sitting here waiting for you.
Tell me what to do
I don’t know what you mean
By “I’ll wait to hear you sing”
I’m sitting here waiting
For the phone to ring
Anything
As long as its you
That’s all I want
And that’s all I can do

The Power of Friend

There's lots of things
With which I'm blessed,
My problems have been few,
But of all, this one's the best:
To have a friend like you.

In times of trouble
Friends will say,
"Just ask, I'll help you through it."
But you don't wait for me to ask,
You just get up and do it!

And I can think
of nothing more
That I could wisely do,
Than know a friend,
And be a friend,
And have a friend like you.

PIECES

My life in pieces

Lies are being told Secrects are being kept in
My thoughts are changing My heart is caving in
These lies are leading be astray Its almost to much to stay
I dont want to live this destiny
My pain keeps tormenting me
These memories are all coming back to me
Those thoughts are tempting me
My heart is breaking very slowly
My soul is confuse
I dont understand anymore
My existance is unnecessary
I think its time for me to take my leave
To finally hop in the backseat
And go to sleep till I reach home
Maybe this nightmare will finally end
When I wake up Maybe things will be better then

FIGHT!

A feeling of hopelessness,
lingers through the air.
A feeling I know all to well,
wallowing in my despair.
A certain uncertainty,
which I count on without a doubt.
No one really knows,
or evencares what I'm talking about.
Wanting life as it should be,
yet still living it as it is.
A life once full of promise,
hasnow been reduced to this.
Thoughts of crossing lines,
from which there's no return.
At war with self-respect,will
it ever be rightfully earned?
Fighting for my freedom,
from a some what tainted past.
Seemingly there's no escaping,
yesterdays firmly held grasp.