Points

They have homicide on there heart
Mediocrity is repeating in a boy’s heart
Views of other people I never respected
I never told to close but still I humiliate them
In my messy mind
Choke me when I am dying and crawling back to
Darkness
Vanity is not pouring from heaven it is grown from hell and yet I still
I still want to master it.
They see me as a know it all guy but if you look at them they also are like that. For instance my Father and brother told me” it is better to destroy other people rather than to let them destroy you” I told them it isn’t right for the fact that you must not let them fool you and don’t fool any body else but they replied NO, they think that I am wrong and they said stop being mellow dramatic.
One of them even said I looked stupid. But I must tell him to shut up but I did not do that. One day I will write a book of my life and how to survive and still I will continue my book of life until I die.
Just now he told me this is nothing. Exactly this time, 10:04 pm; Nov 13 2006,remember I will be successful of my passion.
A woman told me money first before passion I disagree, a girl justifies bad as good from shallow reasons, and once more I disagree. When I have a Cancer (I thought it was real, I was only 11 years old back then) that is the first time I realize what love is, when all is crying just to save your life. Now a boy told me I’m a prodigy and I thank him.

The writer touches my heart and fills it with my passion
The butterfly you’re so pretty and inspire others everyday
The nurse I thank you for the compliment and continue to be yourself
The mother you show me what is life and what is love and what is life
The Med-Tech student, I love you, show me also that you love us.
The Lawyer justifies your self correctly and gives us unconditioned life
The fat girl I respected you and you must respect others to
The mascot, the strings that hold my family together thank you.

The word, The Mama, The growing, The councilor, The superwoman
The frustrated chef, The valedictorian The Barbie doll, The talented
The cause and The Effect

The Passionate and handful Architecture student

I love you all

jealousy and wrath

a dark skin man
an average boy
a snake
an angel

a jealous eye meets the wondering jewels
an envious mouth eating its heart out
a song that reflects its kiss
a loud wrath covering him in darkness
a soft voice of forgiving

racing to a endless pool of task
loosing the faith for the ultimate
having enough passion to prove
passionate heart burning through its soul forever
dramatic songs is what he dances
sick and forgotten is his theme

clothes of forever will be jealous
inteligence is not the key but knowing is
it is not real,a pretender to his own
beauty is his name,battle is his game.
thanking the superior and cursing the horned
bringing his widow to the light
and enlighting the dark night