Yet You Still Laugh.

As I sit here talking.
To you.
Telling you stories.
Of the past.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

I tell you.
Everything.
From my teen year.
To my present.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

Speaking of.
Your side.
I care.
I respect.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

I'm not a toy.
To be played with.
I have feelings.
Just like you.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

I'm me.
The same person.
I was.
Not anymore.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

Listening to your.
Problems.
Doesn't affect me.
Not anymore.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

Sitting on my bed.
Thinking.
Tears flow down.
My face.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

A shiny object.
In my hand.
I cry.
As I cut.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

More.
I need more.
I press harder.
Will I need more?
Yet you still.
Laugh.

Crying.
As vivid images.
Run in my head.
I scream.
Yet you still.
Laugh.

Friendship.

Sitting together with a bunch.
Of people.
Laughing and playing with them.
Eating their favorite food.
Watching their favorite movies.
Telling stories.
Building memories.

Coming home.
Music in my ears.
Getting snatched away.
To a room.
Where getting told.
To quit hanging out with them.
That they won't be there forever.

To never be able.
To talk to them again.
How does it feel?
When you don't have anyone?
Where would that person come from?
To have.....no one.

The people laughter.
Their jokes, their love.
Forgotten in the wind.
How does it feel?
To have no friends?
No one to talk to?
It's not fair.

No more....friends.
No more....sitting together.
No more....eating favorite food.
No more....watching movies.
No more....goofing around.
No more....memories.
No more....life.

The Champion.

The black and white object.
Rolling around on the uneven ground.
The heavy breathing.
Droplets of water.
Rapidly going down.
Breathing.
The fresh minty air.

Stopping to catch a breath.
Looking around the empty field.
Imagining the roar of people.
Chanting words.
Clapping and cheering.
Waiting to just score.
One more goal.

Shaking off the suddenness.
Stretching the limbs.
Swinging to kick.
With such force.
It goes across.
Like an eagle.
Hunting for its prey.

Running and running.
Quick memories play.
The roar, the cheers.
All for one goal.
Trying for the last chance.
Wondering if it will ever make it.
To that specific spot.
Making the crowd go crazy.

Left and right.
Zigzags.
Trying to find.
A way between the lines.
Kicking the small obstacle.
In the half closed cage.
Reaching for its destination.

Conquer.

I fell.
I got up.
I stand in this crowd.
With my head.
Straight.
Looking down.
At the people.

It's funny.
How desperate.
How...desperate you are.
I will walk.
With my head.
Held up high.
Without a care.
In the world.

Holding the object.
In my hand.
I swift across.
The white page.
Hoping to put.
It all behind me.
Thriving for more.

Right.
Left.
Back.
Front.
What's the point?
When you can't?
Move on.
Live fully.

Whoever said that.
Memories won't go.
It's all lies.
The rejection.
It hurts, yes.
But when it comes to.
Yourself.
You gotta do it.

Stand up.
Head up high.
Reaching for that goal.
I can do it.
I know I can.
This uneven road.
I will surpass it.
I will walk over it.
I will....conquer.

Piano.

The bright colored sky.
Big and small puffs of cream.
Floating away without a care.
Smiling.
As I see myself playing.

Wondering what it would've.
Been like, if only.
The consequences.
The bitterness.
The...happy ending.

Hoping for a better path.
I look upon the huge black.
Object, in front of me.
Soft melody ringing.
Without a care in the world.

Smiling, my fingers glide.
On the keys of sound.
Creating memories.
A wonderful thing.
Surpassing the darkness.

Finishing the song.
I think upon the past.
All of it wasn't worth it.
Now, is what I want.
I feel.......at peace.

Inhaling. Exhaling.

I sit here.
Wondering.
Deep in thought.
Inhaling.
Exhaling.

Putting the pen down.
I think to myself.
If it wasn't true.
If all was fake.
Inhaling.
Exhaling.

Vivid memories.
Play in my mind.
Why bother?
When I'm not needed?
Inhaling.
Exhaling.

Glancing outside.
Little white fur.
Comes falling down.
Only to be melted.
Inhaling.
Exhaling.

Placing it near.
Seconds.
I feel numb.
Inhaling.
I'm not needed.
Exhaling.