Trust Me

It is not easy to stand alone,
Like a stranger in your own home.
And it is difficult to run away,
But there are no reasons to stay.

If you decide to jump and let go,
There is one thing you should know:
Someone waits to catch you there,
So jump into their arms without fear.

Crying Yourself Awake

There is nothing quite like...
Feeling so tired...
That you can't even close your eyes...
In fear that you might die.

Winter sets a saddened sun,
The earlier it sets, the sadder it becomes.
No man abandons the one he loves...
So on my cheeks the teardrops run.

Fault me not for breathing...
I was simply a fool for believing...
That affection is anything but fleeting.
I'll never again watch my love leaving.

Birth of Love

On the border of new and old.
One foot in the warmth,
One in the cold.

Not sure if this is right.
Stepping in your world,
I think with all my might.

Chances taken with uneasy eyes.
Lips quivering and shaking,
I jump into your arms- to my surprise.

The Good Girl

He makes me want to paint everything black and white,
cause his mind is so dark, and I'm his light.
One cannot exist without the other one,
together we contrast like the moon and the sun.

It seems my angel is evil in disguise,
he might just lead me to my own demise.
I have always been reserved and shy,
but he lit up all my senses; now I can fly.

Finding Emotions

Keep reaching, keep trying...
To touch what cannot be.
Just like that, it's gone-
before you can count to three.

So close it seems,
Yet so far away.
An indescribable feeling,
Leaving nothing to say.

Search without destination.
Aimlessly you look.
Lost again as usual,
Like blank pages in a book.

Rose

Beware, my darling, I am a rose.
Thorns defend me from my foes.
For I am fragile and weak,
And you are far from meek.

I'll not be picked by any other.
If it isn't you, I can't be bothered.
To be your possession, who could want more?
My crimson heart is only yours.

Misfit

I am an outsider no matter where I go.
I have no homeland to call my own.
My arms are pulled to the west and the east.
There is no freedom at the least.
Dozens of nations; my blood defies.
So tell me, what am I?

The stares they give as I walk by.
The people who try to find reasons why.
I am the way I am, not because of you.
Like the grass is green and the sky is blue.
There is nothing that I want or need.
Then why do you wish I'd bleed?

They say if you can't beat someone;
Either join or be no one.
I'd rather fight than give in.
Even if they spit on me when they win.
United we stand, as divided as can be.
People who belong nowhere are my family.

Unaffected

Are you jealous that I smile?
Even though all the while...
You tear me up with your words.
Yet I fly away like a bird.

What's the use of it, anyway?
Criticizing day by day...
Your words can kill through hate.
But each time, I regenerate.

Do you feel like a fool yet?
I hope you drown in your regret...
Falling into the traps you made.
It is a price to be paid.

Winter In Summer

Some kind of shadow clouds my sky,
And there is no indication why.
Bits of ice fall to the ground,
What was whole is scattered around.

Why is the world frozen today?
Ice blocks the sun's rays.
I gave up more than you would.
I cannot see what I once could.

Searching for something in vain.
Among droplets of freezing rain.

Freedom & Sound

Music is the only thing that can keep you prisoner-
flow through your veins,
drive you insane.
It rearranges your mind,
and sets you free at the same time.

Music is in your heart and your soul-
omnipresent all around,
through emotions and sound.
It can make you recall,
things that didn't happen at all.

Music bleeds from the countless wounds-
the world brings so much pain,
but the melody cleanses like the rain.
It can give or take away,
like the night and the day.

The Artist

Every word you say,
Each night and day,
Though the world is gray,
You paint me.

Like a thousand piano keys,
Ringing in harmony,
For all the world to see,
You paint me.

My eyes are always closed,
As a porcelain doll I pose,
And the world's beauty arose,
You paint me.

The brightest shade of blue,
All through and through,
My memories renew,
You paint me.

Vicious Cycle

She looked at the ground before her eyes,
Just so they cannot see her as she cries.
Because storms pass and oceans turn,
But people seldom ever learn.

She is expected to be this way,
Never changing a thing each day.
Living her life as the world decides,
With no true heart in which she can confide.

It is easy to label someone for what they seem,
To give them a character, setting, or theme.
Yet your judgments are rarely true,
But that is what you're supposed to do.

Reality is Cold

Life is full of surprises.
Whether they are pleasant or a shock.
And promises can be broken.
What you think is true might be mock.

Flowers cannot grow without the rain.
They bloom from the cold and barren soil.
And with too much heat and energy.
Water can evaporate or boil.

Words can pierce like arrows.
Even if no one cares a lot.
They cannot truly know your pain.
Whether you decide to show it or not.

Healing

Sometimes raindrops have to fall,
In order to see the sun.
Sometimes you have to lose,
before you have won.

It is okay to cry,
When you are feeling sad.
Letting go of the past,
Isn't always bad.

There is no need for fear,
Because you can make it through.
Every step you take,
is always up to you.

Genetics

You want me to deny who I am,
To be who you want me to be.
Erase my identity.
Destroy individuality.

I am just a child.
I do want to act older.
For the world will only get colder.
And memories get stuffed into folders.

Can I drain the blood from my veins?
I cannot cut away parts of who I am,
But maybe I can.
And I'd bury them in the sand.

According to you, I am not alright.
I need to change.
I act too strange.
But you are all the same.

You Are a Moth

You are so beautiful, but nobody can see.
You do not know what you mean to me.
Just because you do not shimmer or shine.
Does not mean you are not just fine.

You fly by to be shooed away.
Only since you stay a shade of gray.
Others are praised for their grace.
They do not know what you face.

They don't take the time to look into your eyes.
Heaven knows what they would find.
I'd look forever if I could.
Even if no one else would.

So, do not look down on yourself.
You mean more than you think to someone else.
And a hundred butterflies couldn't capture me.
A gray moth is all you need to be.

Frustrated

Do you even know who I am?
I could wish it, but what good does it do?
No granted wish will ensue.
I can't even bring myself to talk to you.

I know you see me, I know it.
So why do you just stare and sit?!
Thank goodness hearts cannot outwardly express;
Otherwise I'd be in a mess...

I am in despair, I surrender.
I give in, my hands are raised.
Yet you aren't even phased.
You just sit there and gaze.

So can I stop this?
I do not think so.
And I know I'll never know.
What is moving across your mind, to-and-fro.

Nomads

We walk.
And we ask for nothing,
But our dignity.
And go on in hope,
That we'd live to see-
Another day,
A new way,
To scale the earth.
To soar like birds.

We move.
Along the riverbanks,
Searching for stability.
Just for a moment,
our liberty.
We are people,
We should be equal.
Yet you deny this,
Our simple right to exist.

We continue.
Despite the hatred,
Ignoring the scorn.
Taking all the hits,
Although we are worn.
But we go on,
Traveling along.
To the horizon we run,
Our only compass is the sun.

Inevitable Fate

There was something that she felt,
And she couldn't quite tell-
What the feeling was...
Only just because,
She did not know her heart;
From the very start.
Each failed attempt,
Ended in contempt.

When everything is left in pieces,
Is it worth it to pick them up-
Or to try to put them back in place-
Since what's done cannot be erased?
She didn't see the point in trying,
When optimism would end in lying,
To fill the empty void...
The emptiness we try to avoid.

There is no future.
There is no past.
Only a present that will not last.

My Melody

My melody is warm.
My melody is bright.
A melody so full of light.

And every day it rings.
Reminding me of better things.
Repairing the wounds on my wings.

I play it loudly.
So I cannot hear them speak to me.
And maybe then, I can be free.

We can rise above.
This world that we are tired of.
It is possible to transcend, my love.

Just look to the sky.
There is no need to ask why.
Because my melody will let us fly.

You have no idea.

Wasting time pounding nails into a brick wall.
With my bare hands.
They won't penetrate, and if they do...
The bricks just shatter.

I refuse to fight a war against you.
I'm at war with myself.
My resources have been drained dry.
I have no ammunition.

So, I'm not a porcelain angel painted in gold.
What does it mean to you?
Did you expect me to be something from a fairytale?
To answer all your prayers?

Because I'm nothing more than a little girl.
You hold me up too high.
And in my mind I am not who you think.
In that sense I can't be me.

I am not a medicine that you can swallow.
I refuse to be your panacea.
Because I already have more than I could ever want.
But you don't listen to me.

Bully

I was walking along, innocently.
Then, you put out your foot.
I tried to catch myself.
To stop the momentum.
But I fell.
Hard.

And I looked ahead, forward to the future.
But, you tugged me back once again.
Clutching my hair in your fist.
Pulling my head backwards.
Toward you.
Painfully.

I tried to stand my ground, proud and tall.
Though, crumpled papers hit my head.
Your sly grin directed at me.
Throwing whatever you can.
Constantly striking.
Annoyingly.

I know I should have moved farther away.
But, I could not resist it at all.
You never whispered a word.
Yet I knew what you felt.
In the back of my mind.
Silently.

Afar

I'll never admit it.
I'll never say.
Give me a million dollars,
I'll throw it away.

Though your eyes,
Melt me inside.
They try to compel,
But I'll never tell.

How much effort is "hello"?
Words you'll never know.
I cannot tell you.
It's something I won't do.

So don't expect a greeting.
Don't expect a smile.
Because I'll hold it in forever.
Longing to express it all the while.

The Song

You are a song.
The loveliest song on earth.
Your notes can move the hearts,
Of all the boys and girls.

If I had my way,
I'd listen to you each day.
An endless musical reprise.
Sweet tears welling in my eyes.

Your sound stops the world,
And the music box gears twirl.
Bringing everyone to dance,
a graceful ballroom romance.

When the sound ends,
they all fall down.
Where is the happiness;
The love we've found?

You cannot last forever, my song.
No matter how much I wish you'd stay along.

Searching

When will you know you have found what you have been searching for? Often times we just keep looking aimlessly for something, never knowing where it might be or what it looks like. It doesn't matter, we keep searching, but we don't even know what we seek.

Is it happiness, love, money, or fame? Maybe it's all of them, or none of them. We search for these things throughout our lifetimes, not knowing how to find them. But, have we ever thought that they could already be in our lives? We are looking for something that we already possess.

I wandered aimlessly in hopes that I would find happiness. However, I am already endowed with happiness- so much of it that I could not even see it. It surrounded me like the air I breathe. I never even noticed.

We might have everything we need, but we don't realize it. Humans have a tendency to want more and more. It takes effort to look beyond the surface and see what is really there.

"...I discovered I had within me all along all that I was looking for: love- more than enough for others, and plenty for myself. Truly, all that I sought was also seeking me." -Naomi Horii

View

Open your eyes.
Can you see what I see?
I bet you cannot.
It's not a surprise to me.

Well, look here.
Now can you view?
I really hope so.
I wish that I knew.

I don't mind.
Think what you will.
But, if you look here.
My wish is fulfilled.

Past Midnight

Pens and pencils never help.
I'm trying to think for myself.
Sketchbooks and loose leaf fail.
My inspiration is locked in jail.
I try to plant hope like a seed.
You see, you are the one I need.

Each day the sun will set.
The time when night and day first met.
Filled with orange, yellow and red.
Darkness creeps inside my head.
The night moves on without words.
I begin to hear the chirping birds.

So tell me, how did things come together?
I watch my unstable heart tether.
Will you reassure me in the end?
A message I am unable to send.
What else am I supposed to do?
I'll always be happy speaking to you.

Why do I deserve it?

Why do I deserve the names you call me?
Why do I deserve your hatred?
I try to be the best that I can be.
It is never enough.

Why do you stand by and watch me cry?
You said you will defend me until you die.
I know you're scared of him too.
I can't face him without you.

I'm scared to eat, I'm scared to sleep.
I'm afraid to open my eyes in the morning.
I hold up a smile and help people who need it.
But who is here to help me?

I am a child, so what merit is it to yell?
I am like a punching bag to you.
For someone 3 times my size.
Nobody can save me, nobody.

Love

How can you know what love truly is?

Is love like a star, bright and apparent in the sky?
A sight so marvelous to your eyes.
Is love like a stone on the ground?
Innocently walking along, you trip on it and fall down.
Is love like a bird, flying in the air?
Leaving behind it's worries and care.
Is love like an ant, crawling on the sand?
Small enough to hold in the palm of your hand.
Is love like a ring, with a brilliant glow?
More precious than we can ever know.
Is love like a flower, fragrant and in bloom?
Instantly, it can light up the room.

Love is everything around us.

Shadow

I am a shadow
Vexed by my own transparency.
Oh! What I would give to be-
Someone that you always see.

In the night I am hidden.
By darkness, I'm forbidden
To speak my mind, to be alive.
In the day I am lost under feet
Stepped upon with hopeless defeat.

Emancipate me if you will!
I'm tired of this windowsill...
Observing the world and staying behind
But search for me- you cannot find.
For I am a shadow, concealed away.
It does not matter what I have to say.

Vulnerability

Enchant me.
It's so easy isn't it?
Without effort, without regret...
With nothing to hold you back.

Reluctantly, a girl will believe anything.
She will accept your words...
And bite her lip with confusion...
When she doesn't see a reaction.

What did she do wrong?
She thought she was just fine.
Though in her heart she knows she's imperfect;
Maybe her flaws did her in this time.

Another fresh heart;
Young and filled with fear.
Another fragile heart;
Out in the open to be torn apart.

Mind vs. Heart

I'm blank.
Every time I to put my thoughts into words, it doesn't work. Recently, more than ever I have been thinking with my emotions rather than my mind. It's so easy to think with the mind, because the words come naturally. When you think with your heart, it's not so simple. There's some things you just feel, but there's no way to say them. At times, I think it's better that they are left unsaid. I think with my heart and try with all my might to express myself subtlety in hopes that you might understand...and I wish that if you do understand, you'll smile. Just smile without words; a silent grin that no mind will detect as significant, but to the heart it is worth endless words.

Caught between two worlds

I am so grateful, grateful for everything. Exams are next week, I am super stressed...but no big deal. There is so much that I want to say and do....so much holding me back. I honestly don't know what to do anymore. I am on a border between two worlds and I have one foot on each side. Will I ever choose one? I'm not so sure. At times, I wish I could let out everything I am feeling and thinking. However, I can't do that. It's always good to keep people guessing. If I reveal all, it won't be a mystery anymore. People always ask questions expecting an answer. When people ask me something, I give them an answer, but it's almost never what they are looking for. You see, I don't like to feed ignorance. People need to learn to think and accept things the way they are instead of searching for reasons to justify everything. Nothing is going to make sense 100% of the time, so it's best to just let it be and go on with your life. You can't sort me; I don't fit into any of your categories, I promise you that.

Little Girl

Little girl, she thinks she knows the world.
This girl, she's pretty, that's for sure.
Her voice is loud, her tongue is sharp
Everyone who's anyone knows her.

Little girl, do you know?
Things aren't as they seem to be
You laugh and smile but all the while
Your words and thoughts mean nothing to me.

You will discover, in this world
That not everything is sweet and kind.
As you joke around, you will be passed by.
No one will esteem an undeveloped mind.

So next time little girl, hold your tongue.
Think before you speak, little one.
The stars aren't yours; you must learn
Respect is something you have to earn.

Happenstance

Blue lights glow in my mind
As I contemplate your existence
I run through my memories like a story
How did it all come together since that day?

Do I deserve it?
I wish I understood
Why my thoughts are dreamy
What's the reason for my restlessness?

Somehow I knew you
I wasn't scared to trust
Though I hide from all others
There was no reason to run away

You didn't break my shell
You warmed me to a certain point
Like an egg beneath a nurturing dove
Until I hatched; curious and unafraid

Why me, why now?
I am the luckiest girl.
And I wouldn't trade what I have
For a million hearts to call my own.

Girl

I am a girl.
Build me up.
Tear me down.
Push me around.

Make me smile.
Stay a while.
Tell me things.
Break my wings.

After all, I will fall.
Down down down.
To the ground.
Without a sound.

I'll always listen.
Despite the lies.
Ignoring the disguise.
Until my demise.

Whatever

Sometimes I wonder why I do the things that I do.
However, at this point, I don't care.
Do I need you to notice what I say and do?
No, I don't.
Yet, why do I wish it?
Why does it even matter to me?

Do I need to hide my feelings behind big words
and twisted sentences full of images
in hopes that you will understand the meaning
so I do not have to confess what I feel?

The truth is that I don't need to.
But I do, I always do.

Never satisfied.

I'm not perfect.
I'm sorry, can you forgive me?
If you want, I can be like the others.
But I've always took pride in individuality.

It's hard for me to stand by and watch
while people tear others apart
because they are different.
I know how it feels.

I don't want to be like you.
I am not arrogant.
A blind patriot without a heart.
A ruthless follower of the crowd.

So tell me, if you love your country so much...
Why didn't you marry one of your own?
The blood in my veins is only half yours.

I am a child of many great nations.
I am a melting pot of religions and cultures.
I am a wanderer; everywhere is my home.
Your ignorance won't be carried on.