I Didn't Want To Smile,

I didn't want to smile,

But...my smile came

When she called me dear

I overcame the wave

Even if it's fair

To feel something

I am sensitive

And the flowers I get

Cover my feet

In the end

I say

That I

will

Look

Into

My own

Eyes

In the mirror

And fall

In love

Because

At the

End

Of this life

As my

Eyes

Close

And I draw

My last

Breath

That is what

I will

Be left

With

I won't regret

The love I have given

with all my heart

But I am also okay

With standing alone

The very way

I came into

This world

Fighting my

Way through

The vessel

That hosted me

as the hands of

God himself guided

my entrance into

this world

-J.Wool, What I Will Be Left With

More anxiety is coming

When a mad russian man

Decides to invade

Decides to steal

An entire country

And the soldiers obey

And the citizen hide

And the mothers cry

"If you have to donate blood,

Go donate yours,

Mister president ."

Why do we write ?

Why taking these white

Pages and cross them out..

I think I'm looking for the melody

I think I'm looking for the rythm

Well I try , this is the strategy

To hear the train rolling

To hear the rain falling

Along the lines

I don't say I have it

But this is probably the meaning

Of all this black ink