LawThe criminal mindset as a witness to all,Impregnated by truth, we give birth to law.
StalemateDarned if you do and darned if you don’tLike a slippery wall, falling ice, no coatDrifting to someone I couldn’t quite graspBut now they’ve moved on, it’s all the past.Screaming out a symphony isNow just a secondary muted blissMy lips and heart move but no meaning comes outA story that’s blank so you know what it’s aboutToo cold outside for everyone’s chit chat.I finally decided to stop that day,And now I think every night I’ll prayBecause the words I say are throwing chainsAnd in the end it’s only me to blame.I’d like to lie and run aroundBut my lips are sealed and there’s no sound.So give me your hand for a last danceBecause I’m going to end this stupid romanceI broke the vows, so how about that?
A goodbye, for now.There are different kinds of tears.Some that come and go,Some that do not fall,And some that will make you feel like you have just entered the world,like a newborn.I can’t read the letter enough.There will always be a new tear waiting behind my happy eyes.Sometimes they do not fall.They hold still and make me blind…The words bend and multiply,But soon they become a river.When the river is dry, it is soft yet stiff,alive but cannot move.The salts stay behind and it is impossible to forget.I wanted to say goodbye,But I’m too shy for my own good.I tried, but there were so many things I wish I could’ve said.I wish I could have done more for him.He smiled and laughed.He said he would be back. I can’t see the future.A Monday business morning,A tired and weary time will now be empty.Focus and hard work will be a place to hide.There is nothing else to try to do.A prayer.I won’t forget.
MotherNecessity sparks my invention,Belligerence defies my intention.A caring hand to notice my error,A soothing teacher to ease my terrorBecause I was bornI understand powerWe blame it on the otherAnd continue to walk the walk.A familiar feeling guides me,My greater judgment defies meI lift out my hand from my sorrowTo promise remembrance tomorrow.Because I existMy earth is my playgroundMy small childish tearsDo just as they are toldI count my world as my motherFor her, I will defend each otherI try to decide what I'm seeingIn the end, I'll be stuck believing.A cold windy dayReminds me of my sorrowsI find the solutionsI can fly just like those before meI am hopeful for the skies of tomorrowAs from my mother I borrowThe hope and the skill to free their willI continue to watch from the winter hill