Once Upon a Street

There once was a writer
He liked to write songs
He had the eyes of a fighter
But never did nobody wrong

He then became a lover
the day he found his heart
In the words of a hooker
who walked the cold streets after dark

She said, "Where d'you think your going with that look upon your face
Nowhere for you"
He said, "I'm going nowhere. Would you like to come too?"
He said, "I'm going nowhere. Would you like to come too?"

So they made sweet love by a streetlight
While the raindrops washed their sin
And as he trespassed into her life
Well, she fell in love with him

While touching her face
Looking for a love
He began to kiss her eyes
But at the taste of a tear drop he heard the lady say goodbye

So he said, "Where d'you think your going with that look upon your face?
Nowhere for you."
She said, "I'm going nowhere. Would you like to come too"

She said, "I'm going nowhere"
He said, "I would love to come with you"

Captain Hindsight

Today I will be talking about Captain Hindsight.
Many of you may not know who that is but fear not... I will tell you everything you need to know about him.

Captain Hindsight thinks he's a hero but we all know he's not.
Maybe he has good intentions... But we all know that good intentions mean nothing unless you act upon them.
Captain Hindsight is just a boy who obviously doesn't know how to love... Maybe he's never been loved himself... But of course that is no excuse... But he doesn't know that.
Captain Hindsight is a dictator. He is cruel to those who are under his authority.
He points a finger and says: "This needs to be done" but he will never do it himself.
And not that he doesn't know how or that he's lazy... He simply thinks that it would be a lot easier to tell someone else to do it.
Captain Hindsight is blind. Not literally of course. But he's blind to all the beautiful things he has. They're not perfect, but they're definitely not worth the treatment they get from him.
Captain Hindsight is alone because he's Captain Hindsight.
No one wants to talk to him because he will only order them what to do.
You will never hear him share his feelings because he thinks that's girly stuff and he's oh so tough.
But honestly... He's broken, poor and unhappy.
He never compromises, never makes any mistakes (at least that's what he thinks), never sacrifices anything for anyone... because he's the one who should be sacrificed for.
He always turns off the light, always screams orders, always complains, he is always right, and he always has something smart to say.
Captain Hindsight is simply a bitter man, with a broken heart and a mean look on his face.

I hope there's hope for Captain Hindsight.

Ka9tie (It's a silent 9)

I'll never be a knight in armor
With a sword in hand,
Or a kamikaze fighter...
Don't count on me to storm the barricades
And take a stand,
Or hold my ground...
You'll never see any scars or wounds
I don't walk on coals,
I won't walk on water...
I am no prince,
I am no saint,
I am not anyone's wildest dream,
But I can stand behind
And be someone to fall back on...

I die...

I die in anguish and in pain
I die because there's nothing left to gain
I die for I have nothing left to say
I die for everyone's dismay
I die because I cannot live
I die because there's nothing I can give
I die because I don't believe
I die, I simply leave
I die and my soul dies with me
I die because I cannot be
I die in foreign lands
I die in seas, I sink in sands
I die of love, I die of hate
I die as victim and I die as bаit
I die and so does spring
I die in just one little blink
I die with no protest
I die with heavy burdens on my chest
I die on trees, I die in graves
I die in years, I die in days
I die and then I forget
I die in horror and I die in dread
I die among unspoken words
I die like flightless birds
I die without a kiss
I die without anyone to miss
I die quietly and still
I die broken, I die ill
I die bruised and all in scars
I die in ashes, I die in stars
I die without embrace
I die without a trace
I die because I don't belong
I die because I've been here way too long

I die in anguish and in pain
I die uncertain, I die in vain
I die and I have nothing left to say
I die sometimes, I die everyday

Gold

It's about the roars of the crowd, the cheers of victory, the high from your first win in ages against your rival.
It's about the agony of defeat, the seering pain of loss, the boos of a crowd.
It's about the competition, the drive, and the will to overcome.
Not letting your age, background, or current status get in the way.
Only having one single thing in mind and never loosing sight of that goal.
You've gotta know when to stand back up and when you're better off staying down.
It's about skill and experience, but it's mostly about heart.
It's about strength and courage, but it's also about determination.
Taking the put-downs and the let-downs & turning them in to the fuel for your passion.
In the end, it's about seeing yourself standing in the center of
those five colored rings and holding the one in the only color that matters:
Gold

Beautiful

- Hey!
- Hi!
- Wow, you're beautiful!
- Haha, thanks.
- I'm serious, you are so beautiful.
- Shut up!
- I mean it!
- No, you don't!
- Yes, I DO! I really do!
- I'm not beautiful.
- You are, you are very beautiful.
- Stop it, I am not, I know I'm not...
- I think you are.
- ...
- You are beautiful!
- I am fat.
- You are not fat!
- OK, I'm over-weight.
- This is stupid - you are NOT!
- I'm no beauty queen either.
- You don't have to be a beauty queen to be beautiful.
- I'm plain.
- You are anything but plain!
- I have a big nose.
- I love your nose.
- But it's big.
- It's charming.
- My eyes are not blue or green...
- I know.
- They are average brown.
- They are gorgeously brown.
- And my hair? You think that's pretty?
- I never said pretty... I said beautiful.
- I have huge feet.
- I hate small feet.
- My fingers are tiny.
- Just how I like them.
- And I don't have manicure the way most girls do.
- It's actually very adorable.
- I wish my skin was lighter.
- It's perfect the way it is.
- I know a thing you don't like in me...
- ?
- My ears.
- I've never seen ears like yours.
- Ha, told ya.
- Now I know that there's no one on the surface of the Earth that is quite like you.
- I'm flat-chested.
- You are not.
- Yes, I am.
- Oh, believe me... You're not!
- My face is not symmetrical.
- Does it have to be?
- People say that beauty is in symmetry.
- People say that beauty is in symmetry because they haven't seen you...
- You are so stubborn!!!
- You are so beautiful!!!
- Cut it out!
- I won't... I can't...
- Just stop saying it!
- Why? I mean it!
- I don't think you're right!
- I think YOU are wrong!
- Agree to disagree?
- NO! You are beautiful!
- I see myself in the mirror everyday and I know I'm not beautiful... I'm not that ugly but I'm definitely not beautiful.
- You haven't seen yourself through my eyes.
- Do I need to?
- Obviously...
- I don't think that would change anything...
- I am sure it would.
- Can we not discuss this?
- We are not... it's not up for discussion...
- You're unbelievable!
- So are you... unbelievably beautiful!
- Oh God...
- I'm serious. It makes no sense to me that you don't believe me.
- Are you mocking me?
- What?
- Are you making fun of me?
- How could you say this?
- Well, I don't like myself, I don't think I'm beautiful, or pretty... or any of that. So you are either blind or making fun of me...
- I love you, all of you, and I think that you are the most beautiful girl in the world and I'm sorry you can't see it.
- You really think I'm pretty?
- No! I think you're beautiful!
- Thank you, that's so nice of you...
- It's true!
- OK.
- You are beautiful, so beautiful. I hear you every morning, how you get up earlier than me so you could brush your teeth and comb your hair and put lotion... But I want you to know that when you wake up and your hair is a mess, and your eyes are a bit swollen, and you don't even know what day of the week it is... that's when you're most beautiful to me. You are ravishing when you're in the kitchen with the apron and wash the dishes... You don't know that I'm watching you but I can see how you hum a tune and dance around the sink... You are exquisite in your pajamas, and when you're out of the shower wrapped in a towel, and water is dripping from your hair like little waterfalls... Words are not enough to describe how I feel every time I see you... And you smile at me and I think that in that moment I don't need anything else. You are enough for my happiness. Because you are more beautiful than a sunny day, than a rainbow, than anything I've seen. I delight in just watching you put your socks on. And when you walk your shoulders move so gracefully and your hair jumps around you and I don't know proper words to express what happens in my heart... You are so captivating when you hang the washing out and when you blow your tea cause it's hot. And that face you make when you see babies... You are so amazing, so awesome... So endlessly beautiful... I need you to love what I love... Because I love you and I think you're beautiful!
- ...
- Oh, how beautiful you are...

Like a river flows surely to the sea...

That little line runs away from me and I am sure I haven't done anything to offend it

You are 1, and 2, and 3, and 4 and everything and everyone

Your eyes are the ocean. You have just taken it and put it on your face. You'll say: "But you haven't seen the ocean" Yeah, but if there is an ocean I'm pretty sure it's as blue and wide and deep as your eyes

and even my own soles tickle me

I am a puppy and I am a tree

and I run in circles because running in squares seems like a lot of work

and I call you different names everyday because you're not the same to me

and I am a cuddler, and that's that

and you have a beautiful pink tree right in front of your window and it spreads petals like kisses and it seems like no one wants to be kissed. except for me of course

There is something quite pretty in the way those books lay on the bed

I remember how my flowers smell but not the feelings they brought

and it's not like I don't want to help her i just don't know how and making potatoes doesn't really seem like enough

I don't know how to make lemon cake but i spent my money on cookies and i hope that's ok with you

I am more pathetic than you know but you have a life time to figure out how to live with it

i hope i never forget how i feel about you now and i hope i never learn to hate what you love

and i pray i don't bore you to death because that would be a very boring death

and i have millions of voices in my head and i am hoping they are telling lies

and sometimes you are so big and seems like i don't know anything about what's going on in your head and like a little girl i tiptoe around your thoughts a little bit scared of what i might find but almost always they are very welcoming and they prove to me that i don't think i've loved you more

I think that 136 hairs fell off while i was washing my hair

i love your whispers especially when you whisper in my ear and i can feel your breath all around me

you are gone and i want to walk those miles that separate us, i really would but i never have the guts to actually do it, don't hate me for it

i have never seen what the world looks like through someone else's eyes and i don't know if i ever will

it's not my fault that i look like this, nor it is my achievement (whichever you think is right) so don't blame me for it and don't praise me for it

i can't imagine it... i dream about it but i honestly can't imagine it. maybe that's because i've actually never experienced anything like it

i have you and your hands and your hair and your fingers and your words

it is quite awesome how we barely match but that doesn't really matter because we have the biggest thing in common...

love

Just this