Today I saw that the government is
Debating whether to join the fight.
Again.
What do I know of strife?
The greatest anger I've felt is
Perhaps when my sister steals my slice of cake.
A "slice of cake" that maybe some other country
Wants terribly bad.
But can't fight.
The playing ground motives are the same.
The effect is magnified.

If I was the supreme lord of the universe
I wouldn't hide in waiting.
If I had all the knowledge and foresight
I would share it.
Wars were fought and pain felt
For a cause known, but a reason not.
Wars are fought and we were still hurt
Always for a cause that was known,
but the underlying reason
was not.
Why should we **** for peace?
Is it for "the greater good?"
Or is it self-justification for our wrongs...
The question waits to be answered.

The Last Day,
the Last Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner...
but it isn't.
We'll see each other again,
sometime.
Hold back your tears,
trust me.
Ours paths will cross again.
they say that no one remembers
that special feeling,
and all plans fall apart,
but not this one.
A strange coincidence brought us all
together...
so together, we will be.
Think of time not as the absence of being with one other,
but the countdown to the Meeting.

A heart that's filled up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired, unhappy
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us
I'll take the quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide
No alarms, and no surprises
No alarms, and no surprises
Silent
Silent
-Radiohead

Hope,
dissipates.
Decrease in efficiency rate
3 am, already too late.
We,
cooperate.
I,
contemplate,
In a frenetic state.
Still,
about a mate.
Can you relate?

"Don't wear your heart on your sleeve,"
I may never learn that lesson.

There is not that much a difference between
loving and being nice.

Why do we make such a big deal between
being friends ... and "going out?"

Those who are sentimental, often get chastised.
Dickens was criticized by my entire English class.

I am too effusive,
and this will always be an obstacle for me.

I tried to be nice to you.
Unfortunately, that moment when we became "friends" never clicked in.
Honestly, I wonder why.

So now, in the semi-awkward space that remains between us,
I would like to say,
I'm done.

I'm sorry to think that we'll never be friends.
I wasted too much time on you.