He sits on top of buildings, thinking of his past
Why life can’t be more kind right now?
Why nothing good can last?
Taking out some photos, looking back in time
Trying to find answers
There’s no reason to his rhyme
But what if we can save him?
It’s all he wants from you
Death can’t be the answer
We’ll find him something new
He tears apart the pictures
They fall into the sky
My life is lost without you
This couldnt be goodbye
The sun will rise again
I know we’ll find a better way
Please just give it one last try
Maybe just one more day

Standing up, “Goodbye” he shouts
I’m giving up, I’m bowing out
Life is cruel, I have no doubt
You wont miss me
You cannnot see
The trouble I am bound to be
But now for once
I’m giving in
So sorrowful my sorry sin
I’m ending it, but dont forget
I lived my life without regret
This is it gave it my all
Try to fly or time to fall


Life isn’t the answer
So he’ll give death a try
There’s nothing he can do now
But fall out of the sky
Cause I don’t have a future
And nothing’s making sense
So why just be somebody
When I can be past tense?
No one’s going to pretend
That we couldn’t all live on
Making something out of this
Just do it when he’s gone
You don’t have to give answers
But something else is good
He couldn’t live on without
Only if he just could
But for now I have one more question
For only me and you
I thought love could save us
Inside me can still do
‘Cause my heart’s falling right now
Without you, it will die
‘Cause no one knows me like you do
So please just say you’ll try
We’ll find happiness
Forgive the past
We’ll make it work
And this will last
Have some faith inside me
Like I have had for us
Cause someday we’ll look back on this
And maybe it was just…

He won’t say this again
That he had enough
And when this dawn breaks upon us
In the wind, he shall be dust
Carry me away
When I am dead and gone
Or leave me here to stay
I guess that isn’t wrong
Cause what I’m doing’s crazy
And deep inside I know
Goodbye, I love you always
Please just let me goooo…

Standing up, “Goodbye” he shouts
I’m giving up, I’m bowing out
Life is cruel, I have no doubt
You wont miss me
You cannnot see
The trouble I am bound to be
But now for once
I’m giving in
So sorrowful my sorry sin
I’m ending it, but dont forget
I lived my life without regret
This is it gave it my all
Try to fly or time to fall 

Time to fall
It’s time
to
… Fall…

I only wish that you would tell me goodnight or at least think of me before you sleep so I know that I am not as forgettable as the ants you stepped on when you were seven or the spelling tests you took in second grade. I want to be remembered as if I were the dandelion you made your secret wish on when you had your first infatuated obsession or the time you danced for the whole school and received a standing ovation. I want to be important. I want to be cherished. I want to be remembered. I want to be something you care for, and not just something you wish to throw away like I am now.

I am right here, but you are far away.

How can you love a thing? It will not love you back in any way. How can I love you? You will not love me back in any way. You are a thing to me.

do you know how young you are?
you are spring
you are four in the morning
you are a puppy
you are the stitches of a blanket
you are the tufts of hair growing
you are the clouds before the rain
and the first droplets of water
that quench one’s thirst

and yet
you’re so broken 

I want to travel. I want to say thay I tentatively dipped my toes in the Amazon River, gave my respects in an obscure shrine a few minutes away from Bombay, met a lion and a tribal chief in the same day, skied—albeit with ridiculous amounts of caution—in the alps, learned to play a dijurido with aboriginals, walked the Great Wall of China then grabbed food from a questionable street vendor. I want to get lost in streets without signs and make my way through a city where no one can understand a word I say. Most of all, I want to give you a lifetime’s worth of stories, stories that start as panic or elation but always end with your tiny fingers clasped tight and your wide eyes imploring, “And then?” Because that’s what it’s all really about: new feet waiting to touch unfamiliar lands, hands reaching out to greet a person thousands of miles away, mouths learning to shape words that escape my understanding, and minds open to worlds that are usually only seen in books and television. But also, I want to drop down these great stories on ink so they can exist longer than I can. I want to share and inspire other generations about how it feels to travel all over the world. I want to write them down because they are worth writing about.

I want to travel so I can put a whole universe in your hands.

You think about death.
You think about suicide.
Who hasn’t?
But ultimately
Death scares you.
There is no heaven.
Heaven is a poor man’s last hope.
Once you’re dead the world will keep turning
As if you were never there.
Black nothingness
For eternity
And you won’t be alive-
Alert, aware, conscious-
Ever again.
The idea is intolerable.
You want to live forever
But be unaffected by life.
Watch the rumblings of the earth.
But you can’t.
No one can.

Is this why heaven was invented?
Out of fear?

Flowers are born. They bloom, they wilt, and they die. That is its nature. I wish to defy nature and follow grace. This is my metamorphosis. A flower holds within it all the inherent beauty that makes it a flower always even in death; much like a person. That is its grace. For me, I wish to defy the nature of this world, the rules that govern it, the social norms, this very society. For me, I wish to follow grace and not nature. I wish to revive the beauty of a flower that is nearest its death, to give it another life, to make it immortal.

You left me once, twice. No, three times. Wait, I am not sure because I lost count a long time ago. But that night, that one night, changed everything. You see, remember the time when I told you, “I’m afraid that one day, you’ll wake up and realize that you don’t love me anymore.” Well it did happen, maybe not at the moment you woke up that day, but it happened. Okay, maybe not. It wasn’t really the thought of you don’t love me anymore that occurred to you, rather it was more of you had come to the realization that you have the strength and courage to walk away from me. You left me. I tried to stopped you, with the doubts that nothing can. My words were no match to your courageous act.

I told you, “Just leave.” You did. That’s when I needed you to stay.

And then things happened. I committed suicide, or at least I tried. I was so done with life and the world’s cruelty. I feel no remorse to anyone, not even myself. Taking all those pills that equal to the amount of periods dropped down in those sentences that I sent you. I won’t tell you things like “What was I thinking?” or “I was so stupid” because I feel no regrets in regards to my action. I wanted them and I meant them. When I said my farewells with the hint of my plan, you stopped me. You tried, and apparently succeeded.

And now, you’re back in my life. However, from then on things have not been the same over my head. My bright visions, my dreams about us have become blurry, slowly fading away and being replaced with something pitch-black. My nightmares are now far more worst that it used to be. It wasn’t the suicidal act I have performed, it was the courageous act that you pulled off that night. That night, I wasn’t able to prepare myself. You left me. Although you came back into my life, I have realized something.

If you can leave me like that, you can do the same thing again.

And I have lost all trust and hope that you can’t.

You can. You can. You can.

You will one day realize that everyone wears a mask.

They put on little disguises to distract attention

From the mundane reality, the stagnation of the

Flowing rivers that guide life.

You will fall in love with the masks, the tricks, the lies.

You’ll spend your days shattering margins with tall tales

And charming those with the sweetened words of wonder.

Just remember one thing

This world is too boring

To just hide behind one mask.

Try them all.