A letter to God.

 I wish there was a God...

 How much i want to pray to you

 And not be in this state

 I want to belive,I want to love

 I am trying so hard to grow and move

 How much people are gealous of me

 For the ability to actually see

 See the truth,get the hints.

 Life is difficult.

 Everyday i see the same patterns

 The mystery is almost solved but yet very hard to change,

 Its like whatever you give, you need to take.

 Im writing a letter to God,

 Im crying in my chair for God.

 Please i want to grow.Please hear me,

 I wish your angels could come across 

 And make me a leader 

 The true leader i am inside.

 Just look behind and see everything in the past

 Its all kind of clear,all i need is your angels to help

 I love everything with all my will. 

 I want to concure,I want to grow...

 All i need is a helpful side within me

 Please hear me,this is a prayer to God

 Sending this with all my love to you.

Why do i understand my mistakes... when the time is to late.

Why am i so stupid in all my life, those signes they were given from above. 

If i could have one wish in my life i would give up my happiness all of it.

And sacrifice it to the one i love. 

Sadly life isnt created such way.

Some must be happy and some must suffer more, a cruel slap in other words.

I wish it was me who could suffer more.

If there was a God on this earth i pray so much hardly, please God help me.

This life is so cruel, making you understand its mistakes. 

If only there was a way , if only i could pray,

And everything would be good. Please God,

For one last time i ask.

Forgive my sins, i promise to change. 

Just give me one last chance.

How much i miss the things i hated

Reality. Reality is morality. 

Labels

Labels, labels, labels, labels.

 Labels written on my head.Labels carved within my skin. 

Labels where people can let me hear and labels where no one can see.

All these killing dreadful poison labels,

Are pulled and stabbed on me.It's this great demotivation.. 

This great dreadful pain that no one can see.

They say that the labels are made for the great..

They say that the great are born from these labels in blood.

How can I fly if I have a hook to my foot?

How can someone climb high if a sign is put.

 These labels , this pain that I fought Fought so hard and fierce when metal spears break right through my heart.

 The only thing I can answer to these bloodsucking leaches,

Is Ha! Hello my labels , my good close friends.I do not know how to respond.

 I do not know how to fly.. You make my life very hard as if you fill all my space. 

Let's us not fight, let me grow big.

Lets my pedals spread wide and my flaws swift away.

We will sit one day with my dear friends of labels.

And have a great time,laughing about the past.

This cry this scream this anger in my lungs i have

How long i held the things i love the things i need

I need to express im a artist at heart

I can not sit down I can not waste my seed

I must do what i shall do....you cant hold he ha! you can not hold a artist from its canvas...

These stars are mine and im the author of my faith.

 A  random message.

A random message in a random time in a random date in a random period of life.

You think im gone you think i left but im still there...im still in the pain of the depth beneath

Beneath this hell that leads me nowhere

Im sick of being on the bottom

Im sick of being stomped by people from the ground

Please...My heart is hurting so badly, please tell me if there is a light of hope left from this shitty life i have.

Please tell me... please im asking you everyday

I hope its not so hard to say.

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Baby bird.

Little baby bird held in captivity

Trying to fly from its nest.

Breaking away to fly in the wind,

So far away so that no train can go.

This is how life is made to be,

Leaving away from our dear family.

Leaving our friends, when they make us grow strong.

Leaving for a different world,

A world full maturity, a world with loneliness.

Baby birds don't want to go, they want to stay.

So why do you let them fly away?