Friday, December 14, 2018

Clickbait


Nowadays people do clickbait
Wearing Apple to look like a slick mate
Don’t want to settle, just want a quick date
Write a fake title to get their week paid

Too smart for your own good
Talk about your art when it’s not the mood
Better go to k mart to give you some k foods
You’ll be the Mozart, be the Robinhood

Reasons come after the fact
Treasons come after the pact
Seasons become abstract
Watson writes after he acts

Play to win so don’t over think
Pay to win so start offer things
Pray to sin so let the thrill sink in
Prey is seen so let the scene begin

Sunday, September 9, 2018

love's next of kin


I thought I was broken
So I made a quick run through the continent
Expecting myself to become different
You reminded me I didn’t need to be what I hadn’t

We don’t finish each other sentences
Talk mostly in past tense
Pretend there is no pretence
Presently, I still enjoy your presence

Asking whys, giving advices
Wonder why I was shy
We could have talk till sunrise
You cook a dish and I’ll make the rice

Is there such a thing
Like loving without having?
Maybe we can call it
Something like love’s next of kin

Number 1 Friend


It started when I was giving a speech in the class
I was worried but I saw a nod from the mass
It came from you probably out of habit
But it helped me a little more than a bit

You told me that world isn’t as pretty as I wanted to
But I only dream of one wife and kids of two
Yes I know the problem with my statement above
By now you should know I like pointing at pointless stuff

We’ve been friends for the longest time
I might not be reliable throughout all the time
But I am just playing my part in our relationship
As the innocence who relies on your tips

You left me alone in Tabona
I’ll mention this every then and now
To make you feel guilty now and then
Just because you’re my number 1 friend

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Again


I remember making the same mistake
Looking regretful on the things I break
Requesting for another take
But I knew what I needed was a break

I thought we were the same
Loving friends more than fame
But while you take the blame
I was just playing a game

Nothing good comes from being stuck
It’s rather childish if I keep blaming my luck
And it would be a lie if I say I don’t give a fuck
I am going to start running even if it’s sucks

Each day I knew you better
You keep changing for better
I am not going to tell you how to be better
But burn that calories and you will feel better

I remember making the same mistake
Looking regretful again on the things I break
Requesting yet again for another take
But I knew better what I needed was a break

Friday, June 22, 2018

Moron


He gave me his favorite crayon
I told him he was a moron
He thought I hate his crayon
Now I think about it, I was the moron

I am twenty-three and more than ready
I’ve got a degree and money is steady
I am not lonely, but I am afraid of going crazy
Social pressure is killing me

It’s not hard to bring me joys
I don’t require romantic ploys
Just be a little richer than me because I need my toys
A little older than me because I can’t handle boys

My friend told me it’s going to be beautiful
Maybe I am playing my card a little too careful
Maybe I should join a club or go back to school
I am starting to sound like a fool

He gave me his favorite crayon
I told him he was a moron
Should have taken his crayon
I miss that moron