Color Me Happy!

If I were the color blue,
I'd sing sad songs for you.

If I were the color yellow,
I'd be a happy fellow.

If I were the color red,
I'd look like me when I bleed.

If I were the color green,
I'd grow like a big string bean.

If I were the color brown,
I'd be a chocolate town.

If I were the color pink,
I'd be a lemony drink.

If I were the color purple,
Nothing would rhyme with me.

Here where I stand

i still miss my mom. sometimes, i walked down the street and i've seen someone who reminds me of her. the way she walks, the sound of her voice, and the way she smile. i never thought those things i thought i forgotten..

I'm a lonely soul

As I try to drift myself away from the lonely stream, I weep for the memories. I still remember all about yesterday, of how we used to be. Though it was painful I still yearn for the past that will not again be. As I try to float away from the river of hate, I smile, through bloody-tear eyes for I know it won't be a mistake. I can never erase the past, all the pain that you had cause me. So I'll just try to drown myself from the river of my own tears...

So I cried a little. It wasn't that all important. So I was hurt. It's meaningless to be bitter. So I wanted to die. Death is only the beginning. I was in pain, I was in such agony that I beseeched for his solace. I searched and reached out my hand to her so I won't fall any deeper. All along, she was just there... She swept my tears away and cast off my fears. She explained every reason of my suffering. The cause, the beginning and she end it with a sigh. I was a lonely soul. An isolated spirit. I was a stranger to those who knew me. Yet, all these have perished. All these have end. I seek and found her. I reached out my hand, and all along, she was just there...