I'm a fan of poetry. I'm in love with words that are created through imagination.
Hold fast to dreams, Even if you have to scream, For if the dreams die, Your life is a sour pie, Hold fast to dreams,
Dark Is My Life
Black are my wings, Darker than a tyrant king, Dark as the night, Not worth to flight, Produces a fake smile, It's very hostile.
Doubts in a Relationship
I don't want anyone else and neither does he, The problem is I'm talking about him, but he's not talking about me. Darling, if I were the moon, I would like to see your brightness.
Who Am I?
I know I'm not for everyone, I like to party and have fun, I know my truth, Ever since my youth, I know who I am, Somebody who just doesn't give a damn,
Demons in my Head
There's a demon in my head, Every single time I'm in bed. She answers to my name, Scaring me like flames, She tells me stories at night
Try Your Best
If you always try your best, In the future, you'll be at rest. You'll be facing luxuries and wonders, Not a poor job you're under.
Welcome to Society
Welcome to society Come in here quietly, So please feel free to be yourself. We have no elves, Only in the heads, they stay.
Why Are You Scowling at Islam?
I just saw you frown at a Muslim girl wearing a hijab. With a second thought, you begin to judge and criticize, such a young girl forced to wear that thing on her head, forced to stay away from so many entertainments that normal teens engage in. The best she can acquire in education is a high school diploma, perhaps, and then she'll be forced to marry a guy with a beard.