Little Grown Up

Sunshine, bright light make me wanna se my city

Group of friends, troop of trends highlight that it's pity

To leave the place where I was born 

where I learn all my favorite songs

& tried to be

A little little kid with sense of humor

Trying to be big & gloom up

My psycho little mind trying to fix things

For what my eyes still blinking

They ask for more to see the world

Discover the site that's hidden

under the run

I picked my pen made a note on hand

find the things I need

to get a feel

& I still remember the stories

told to me by my mommy

They are encrypted deep in my heart

waiting for the day to grow apart

So I'm still the kid

with pretty brown eyes

& little grown up

I lost the presence of my mind

caught a glance of what should I find

There's a crime I had done

forced my heart to burn

In the fire of losing

when it said life was kidding

Then a little heart I had been size turned huge

With a kiddish show

A little big but little slow

So I still remember the glories I had

when I was a little one

Happiest to see my little sis

who got ways to turn me in a kid

There's my little brother

who gotta learn a lot

I'm still a kid

with pretty brown eyes

& little grown up

Game Of Love

Oh baby you gotta dance for me
Oh baby it's your last chance for me
Do what I like you should
or I'll be as bad as I could

Torture is my middle name
I'm with you just for fame
I'll give you what I wish for
I'm not gonna let you run through that door
Baby you might try hard
but I'm gonna play bad
Baby I want power
& that's what you have
You are compelled by my eyes
So you do as I say
I'll fill you with lies
as long as I wish you'll stay

You gonna clean all the mess I make
my love for you is all fake
Your heart is beautiful toy to me
I'll put a stake to it you see
Baby you might love me,
but I can throw you on fire
Baby it's all a part of game,
& you're my spare tire
You're in the trap I made
My magic won't fade
I'm gonna fill you with lust for me
You'll fall more & more deep

You catch the bait I throw
You reach me like a thirsty crow
People say no no...
but you've given me your soul
Look what I do to your heart
I'm a vamp
making blood bath
So let's pull up our conjuring show

Oh baby you gotta dance for me
Oh baby it's your last chance for me
Do what I like you should
or I'll be as bad as I could

What Went Wrong...

Pink is girl's point of view

Blue is boy's point of view

I can't say I know you

like I used to

for so so sure

Now your words

are coming out so sore

So you suddenly pulling

out your strange fugitive stunt

My heart feel its burnt

Tell me what I did

I don't have a clue

You are hurting yourself & me

but cant stand acting so clean

Please say it 

What Went Wrong...

I was for when you wanted me

the whole time was a scare to me

Now you acting so innocent

like nothing ever happened

You putting up a good mask

that's what i call a stunt

I'm not telling you what you did

You have to know it yourself

It's like a big hole in my heart

You cant fill it any more

I can't say it

What Went Wrong...

Now I'm covering my heart 

with a shield of itself

I wont let you enter

So you can't hurt me any more

cause I'm hurting myself

I'm helpless without you

My success comes from you

I'll break all your shields

& enter your heart

& protect it from all the scares

Please say What Went Wrong

I can't say What Went Wrong

Lets talk about it I still love you

I can't talk about it but I still love you...

Mending Myself

Rushing power in the blood
they say it's a crazy thug
Holding possession I'm walking forth
inspiration giving me new birth
Funnier then ever starting to believe myself
She is trying to putting my shit together
maybe I'm luckier in other ways
So let me break myself
build a new silly girl
Who loves running around
with the heart on sleeves...

I think I wont ever fall in love
I don't wanna care
I mean who gives a fuck 
Black hole  snatching the darkness away
sun showering the light
Remembering my childhood
I wanna run wild
So let me heal myself
build a new skin of my own
Which loves to feels everything
it's a hard clay to mold...

&  yes it's alright to have fears of your own
& yes it's alright to cry on your pain
Don't be shy of losing out
Let me click a selfie with a pout
& yes at least I'll be Mending Myself .