See, You Can't Say That I Did Not Try

See, you can't say that I did not try

And if I fail, you can't ask me why

It is enough for me but no, not for you

it never is and this is all I can do.

You want me do it exactly as you say

and try it all in your excellent way

But have you ever thought of my ability?

that somehow this is not where I should be.

Yes, I walked in here because of my free will

now I want to quit and you force me to stay, still.

I can't believe myself complying to all these rules

Ones that take away my bright days and make me a fool.

I am only doing this because I need to leave this place

before it crushes my mind and leave me here, displaced.

The Pursuit of Friendly Voices

Silence is distrustful

and it ruled me tonight.

A terrifying existence, dull

Many but none is in my sight.

I rang with full anticipation

Of being asked how I be

the noise was loud with confusion

Suggesting she was busy.

I rang once again with a weary heart

Fear u would not answer

Fear what say I as a start?

Fear because of me this could somehow be over.

Three rings and up I hung

Not a voice but only a sound I heard

Then Silence took control, stung

My tired heart and all its worth.

The last attempt was unreal and fake

Voices sewn thru thing called song

Guess this is what I can take,

The clock strikes twelve, it won't be long.

It was just another weary night,

I woke up and found myself..simply alright.

Upon the letter 'i'

All of a sudden, i became important,

though not in a magnificent way.

In this case, i stands for 'irrelevant.'

i forced me to be here, to still stay.

i washed off my not so bright brain

named the tired me 'Not Belong'

and bring out of what me love, pain.

making me doubt why singing an expired song?

belonged not to me, who was lost and worn out

by all the vainglorious attempts to sing

something me know not about.

like a brainless bird with breakable wings.

being praised outside this ivory cage

in which all it can be is inadequate and

most of the time, offstage.

My Oktober

Yesterday at 10:57pm

"No Use For A Name"
leads me to you
am fast and silly
you reserved and careful
you are so European
and that is kinda cool.


you think me funny
I think you sweet
we never talked or met
only did we Tweet.

I want to write,
to remember, to sing
to never forget
a song, a poem
and its meaning.

for this won't
stay as Time is
still walking.


Back in September,
We were strangers.
Now that story is sweetly over.
Tonight I named you
My Oktober.