The fog rolls in hovering
Smothering all I see
Days are but a haze
Glimpses of the present
Are now my past
Gone but in a flash

Passions once a pyre
Now but a flicker
Not even a ember

When you're troubled and discouraged in the darkness of the night, when obstruction clouds your vision and you just can't see the light.

They can knock me down or spit in my face,
Make jokes that I’m a disgrace.
They can call me names behind my back,
But there is no truth to any of that.
My head may hang low so they do not see,

One of divine influence and of great integrity.
One with joyous of words on your saddest of days.
One’s whose guidance could shorten the way.
One whose fought many battle calls.

To light the ways through our paths of darkness and unsureness we must first know where to find the match.

Sometimes as humans, we feel so forsaken.
We forget why Jesus' life was taken.
We get wrapped up in these earthly trials.
Even go as far as listening to Satins' viles.

kould i be from another time
im not like the rest
i have goals
i have plans
i have more heart then they
my mind
its like im 80 in my mind
but yet im 17

Today is a special day
so act happy
don't act depressed
cause somewhere there is a party
someone has a birthday
so act apart of the party
because everyday is a special day

To be alive
can it be defined
you could say all the scientific reasons
but are they true
you could say we are breathing
but what is breathing good for without friends

SOME TIMES I WISH that people would stop treating me differently because of the way i act or look.