Global Failure 

Please point me in the right direction for escaping hatred and I will go

Looking around the globe for peace and no one can tell me where I can be free freely 

Death spread in different languages different flags different clothes but the same disappointments

Tell me which country can claim superiority when we’ve failed globally to change 

Can I come to your land can you visit mind afraid of prison or worse horrors vary by country lines 

And I just want to be in a place where love isn’t smothered by missiles bombs guns or nuclear weapons threats on deck 

Is there a place left where people talk and love each other caring more about progression instead of tradition and rules 

While treating humanity without scandals so many liars can we find any honest humans left? 

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Is there a place I can have a home

Without worry of being taken or bombed upon 

A flag caring of her citizens instead of their money

A humble nation with open arms for me always

No lies 

No distortion of its history 

Women and Men truly free 

Unafraid of minds thirsty for education can this be

A place on Earth I can see. 

Myself Be Myself 

I am a mixture 

So many parts 

It comes together and I know you love this art 

Random movements 

Goofy and silly 

Serious and bold 

Rare to find mold in a being 

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We are trying to fine tune being ourselves 

Different people but we love it be yourself

Assure me I can remain a known mystery 
The same reason you’ve given me a chance 

See you naked kiss fuck and hold hands 

A mixture of so many parts 

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I don’t want to overpower anyone 

I don’t want my I to be bigger than yours 

Friend I just want to be myself at all times 

No leader or master required dance in our own lines 

Unlike TV we don’t strive for routine 

Freestyle living is reality ignore scripted lies on screen 

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Show me how much you love me 

Within bounds I want to be myself daily 

So many parts and yeah the little things shine 

So many parts and yeah that goofiness is just fine 

I’ll dance around our living room finishing with a twirl 

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I am a mixture 

Many parts 

Just like you. 

Introversion iNtuition Feeling Judging Wonders / INFJ

Constantly searching for clarity 

I want peace in our reality 

Discovering our motivations 

Even when unspoken 

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I want to lead humans to root conversations 

Real change no cliché temporary statements 

Responsibility and foundations 

Even as my own life may mimic devastation 

Outskirt residents bring revelations 

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Interesting introspection 

Navigation in unknown wilderness 

Feeling up down neglected respected inspected 

Journeys always just normal days out

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Don’t ask me how I know 

I don’t know either 

Patterns flirt from flutter fly frequently focused 

Daydreaming my daydreams 

Here but am I here like your definition 

Absorbing emotions human receiver 

Have an idea before you speak I can feel it

Genuinely care if your heart is fair 

If I love you I will stare in awe

If I hate you I’ll stay very far my eyes reveal too much 

Know your path it’s too rough. 

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Interesting introspection 

Navigation in unknown wilderness 

Feeling up down neglected respected inspected 

Journeys always just normal days out

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F

J. 

Does Not Matter 

Shouting in a room of people doing the same, wasted air 

Maybe my thoughts are better left unsaid or spoken elsewhere, a place where yelling is unnecessary 

How far have we come, are we going anywhere, I do not think so and speaking does not matter 

We are winding down, absent are reasons to continue, my voice does not matter. 

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Illusion of being heard when I’m broadcasting to myself 

Followers, likes and circles of content, glitter no longer catching eyes

I love to pretend there’s more but no its just a corner on a block, one of many 

Used to think I’d be selected projected for projects, my silly self naive, foolish nonsense 

At some point it is wise to walk away, perspectives and thinking in need of recalibration. 

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Being quiet 

Speaking less and less cannot hurt and tweeting doesn’t thrill at all 

Familiar with the street and a little tired of the walk

Social media elevated but then I feel it does not matter. 

Varied Glimpses 

Different angles different views admiring all of you

Still asking why I stare as you don’t understand how much I’m amazed 

Your actions and sweetness inside shines through every thing you do even simple tasks 

Washing hands has never been so exciting you laugh and smile when I’m caught mesmerized 

Of course your presence is wanted even when I’m asleep your touches come through so firm 

How can I explain the joy of seeing you happy with my hands over your body awaiting the next touch 

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Should I be worn out should I be used to seeing you I don’t think so

Amazing every time since day one until my blood ceases movement 

Tell me if you think I shouldn’t be turned on when you smile since it has been a while for our hands hours tallied I’m still extremely happy 

Grateful every time. 

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Greatful every single time 

Always with your hands mixed in mine 

Tomorrow the world might die 

So I cherish every single moment you share with me and I’m grateful every single time 

Even when there is so much on my mind 

Tomorrow the world maybe dead

Last thing I’ll think of is your love for me before bed. 

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Different angles different views admiring all of you

Still asking why I stare as you don’t understand how much I’m amazed.