a one min poem(i was feeling quiet sober)

silence is the call before war breaks in
silence is the cause of your war within

why its the silence such a strange feat
it makes even the strongest of men feel weak

i think it is because its something that is so near
and something you cant hear or even feel

it is the the final call after your last breath
yes its the finisher of all death

when will we be saved of its mess
when will we be free from all that its left

I caught you

HAHAHAHA yes thats right i caught you, yes you the one reading yes i caught you, what did i catch you doing well i caught you reading what is written here hahaha yes i knew you were reading this hhahahahaah.................ha.............................................ha................................................hu.........................
awwwww forget it im going crazy this is what happens when you in a home full of girls, ba what to do i await a man to save my suffering soul(waiiiiiit a minute thats sounds kinda gay so let me tell you IM NOT GAY......just to clear things out;D)

just another day

aaaah yes today was a strange day you see i want to sleep at like 5 in the morning woke up at
11:30 a:m played on the playstation for ages, ate lunch play more playstation, when out to play football for exercise, the field was wet and muddy, had these ppl laughing at us sliping around, i started doind breakdance and popping, the laughing ppl stared at me mostly the girls(mind you there were some cuteones in the group) we started heading home and since i was feeling good about myself started doing breakdance in front of the wierd group(more stares) the girls of my home got embarresed for some reason, and then we got home i fell aslep skiped dinner and well now i cant sleep thats my day summery, how was your day today??¿¿