Still Here

I’m still here. Death mirrors
all life. I’m still here; fear
has left me. Time has blessed
me. Another year: I’m still here.

Through struggle, I have found
a common ground. I’m bound
to turn around every frown:
to return all stolen crowns.

Here, I am, still finding me,
doing my best to finally see
what it means to sails seas
and to grow tall with trees.

Through all the pain, I start
a journey of learning. I wish
to know all the places to go:
every single place to know.

I’m still here: I plan to live
a life that only I can give.







Listen to Yourself

What are you saying
when you speak to yourself?
Do you put yourself down?
Do you say things that help?
Listen to yourself. Hear
yourself talk. Be nice;
think twice before saying
something you wouldn’t
say to someone else.
Build yourself up. Go to
your happy place; embrace
the smile on your face.
Train your brain to handle
pain. Listen to yourself.
Are you talking sense?
Can you control the voice
or is it not your choice?
Listen: you might hear
someone being sincere.

Are You Down?

If I am down, will you be, too?
If I am sad, will you be, too?
If I am mad, will you be, too?
Are you down to be around?
If I smile, will you frown?
If I scream, will you hear
my sound? If I dream,
will I be free? Are you down
to be down? I am down.
I hope you are down, too.

The King of Spring

I got a spring in my step:
a twinkle in my eye.
The sun is blazing
as my needs are met.
On this day, I won’t be shy.
You bet I will be staying
until the sun is set.
I’m not sad, no need to be
when my soul runs free.
The chirping birds
and pastel-colored words
are being sung and heard.
To me, it must be spring;
Why not dance and sing?
I got a spring in my step:
a real reason to breathe.
There’s no reason to frown
as sunlight hits my crown.