:D

This Big Smile upon my face,
Is not just a joyful grin.
Yet, it reminds of the days,
because of what different,
From now until then.
Before, I was unhappy waiting for the week to end.
But, now I want more because I love more.
I love you as this smile is upon my face.
It will never go away,
Even if its not on such a wonderful day.
I'll find the beauty within.
For this change in me,
Is a change I was waiting for a long - time to come.
I want to share my joy with others,
For you will see what next will look like,
Just be merry with all the you have with,
the one.

Ms. Tummy.

Oh, how I love to eat,
lots of good meats and meals,
that feeds, Ms. Tummy.
Ms. Tummy, says thank you,
All the time,
Because she's getting feeds, throughout the day.
Mostly, sweet and treats,
Of her cravings, that continue to grow.
Yet, you have no saying,
And lack body control.
Because, Ms. Tummy controls your body.
With all the pleasure in your taste.
Vegetables aren't in your place,
nor grains or fruits.
Because Ms. Tummy as before,
controls your every move.
You will be stuck to find,
Nothing is good for your belly is in line for danger.
Ms. Tummy, wants more than she can handle,
Wants more as she mumbles and grumbles,
Yet, your not hungry,
She's screaming at you to feed her.
Yet, when you do.
Ms. Tummy wants more.
The more she eats, the satisfied, she gets.
Yet, your getting fatter, because of her progress.
Ms. Tummy, wants more,
As she shouts and you suffer,
The belly of a hungry mutter,
Yet, you toss and turn to give in,
To what Ms. Tummy wants again.
Defeat me or eat with me.
As she designs,
For Ms. Tummy  is trying to take over your mind.
You need control,
To gain your life back,
Because she's just going to tell you to feed her,
And you'll get fat.
You soon take control,
And she punches your gut,
With unmistakable feelings to your butt.
With gases unknown to the body,
And smells that make you, pass out.
You got mind control to shut her out,
Soon taking control again of your body,
Ms. Tummy is gone,
Now, look at your new body.

Getting into trouble

Its well known,
To see yourself on the safe side,
Until the day you've crossed,
The boundaries to help you hind,
As you laugh, at someones,
Not so swell,
Horrific day.
Your laughter,
Soon becomes an epic disaster,
For trouble is lurking around .
Some believe its karma,
Some believe its consequences,
But I see it as common sense.
You can't expect to have joy in others pain.
And look as they are suffering.
For you my friend,
Are in, for a challenging treat.
As you learn to eat, defeat.
As it, consumes your waking life.
Because your snickering of evil content,
Has conquered your big heart,
Into a lump of coal.
In time, we should  have known better,
This day would come.
The day your luck,
Into your worse nightmare.
Leaving you feeling the same,
As the one from before.
To understand,
Why this situation has happen.
It is better to lend a helping hand,
Then to see others get shattered.
For next, you shall see
It is never, exciting to see others suffering,

Chatterbox

You know the meaning of stop and think,
You know the meaning of filtering,
You know the meaning to breath after each sentence,
Even better not externally thinking out loud,
Or even being blunt.
Well, you found me.
I am the complete opposite,
I can chat all day long,
for hours on end,
Just ask all my friends,
Who wish I could stop talking.
Ask my family,
For they knew this day would come,
As I started humming at the young age of one.
Could not stop saying what I was thinking,
Emotions and all,
Like a cat coughing up a hairball.
Yet, I talk so much,
No one can keep up,
They get side tracked,
Consumed by the yaps and blahs,
Into what I like to call,
"The Space Zone" or "Signs of Peace", the better name " Zoning out",
In space zone you mind goes blank,
You tend to say yes, mhmm, or the famous oh noo.
To get out of the place,
of the Chatty Kathy Zone",
You must learn these few signs alone,
Either run for your life or walk away,
Better yet, shut up.
Because when I start talking,
It might be all day.

Wishing for the best

Failure, is my friend.
I am alone in my thoughts,
Physical, as well.
It is the reminder of,
Every second,
In everyday life,
I tend to carry on,
With paranoia,
An anxiety,
That no one can find the cure too,
No one can help me,
Sometimes I wonder if my depression,
Has come back to bite,
Mark its territory,
Once more,
To settle a score of doubt,
When leaving the past behind,
Yet, it keeps following my path.
I am not emotional to the emotion,
Yet, numb to an unknown aching pain.
I could not mask true meanings of love,
Yet to understand it.
My negative thought of failures,
Is passing down,
"I fail, I fail, I fail".
This is all the thoughts that ring,
when I look in a mirror,
Yet, I hear otherwise.
Otherwise, should be that hope,
In need to turn to,
All that was lost around,
These memories,
That constantly tries to consume,
The life I lead.
But wishing for the best,
Is being taken into account
Take the void,
That once gave me falsehood
Planted a seed,
Now, all I have to do is wait and see.

New me

With fear cover thy mind,
with no respect,
of what yesterday can bring.
My life is not here on my own,
but into together,
we can be one,
only someday.
Love you,
lost memories of,
what we could have been,
but where we are, now.
Thank you,
for the strength,
in growing stronger than,
I would have,
because of the years taken,
too long to realize who I am.

Pointing

Stop pointing those fingers.

As you share an equal opportunity,

to this crazed equation in the same location.

Leaving us both,

Standing here,

Waiting for answer,

Yet, we or one seems to not take the hint,

that we are both involved.

Playing games with,

like a baby,

who toys with a rattle,

laughing at the games played.

Yet, I am the one fooled once again.

Not sure

I can't seem to think of song to sing,
for its been a long time coming.
My mind is not in the right place,
My heart is left with nothing,
My soul does not describe,
who I am or used to be?
Yet, there is a place unknown in this world for me.