Written by Yajaira Grande

Optimistic

Optimistic faith

Vivid life

Brilliant eyes with no pain

Head twirling

Confused every morning

Today could be my last day

The rivers flow

With dazzling waters on the shore

Sparkling rocks, running down low

The sky’s reflection filled with melody

My heart aches for every moment I pretended

I could not see

Thousands starving

Waiting to get fed

Millions confused

Not knowing where life would lead

Impossible for eyes to believe

What they have not yet seen

Death that creates an image

Deep in the land

Where the worms eat your flesh

And the box where you lay

Smell so rotten

Pain after dead

Here we wait for life to end

Because we see but do not lend

We don’t lend what we have

Our minutes are on our hands

We do not seek

We do not take a peak

Ahead of where our memories will lay

With regret or penalties

Perceived life

Life full of energy

Time will pass like a dream

Stealing everything

We did not sow

Confused word

Confused pain

Confused sorrow

It’s just so great

Observing what we have not yet drank

A river with no water

The sun with no light

Can you imagine this type of life?

The one where we are suffering

The one where were meant to be

The one who walked for days to seek

Protection

Grasping

Grasping for air

But not any kind of air

But the air that softens my hair

Optimistic faith

Vivid life

Brilliant eyes with no pain

No pain

Grey hairs stick out

Back aches

I have no time to walk

Eyes going blind

I can’t be cognizant anymore

Because blurriness sweeps over me

The light I thought I could never leave

Is all of a sudden running away from me

Seconds/ beats

You will never know

If you will have a second chance

To realize if your dreams were granted

The dreams where the conscious tell you to hear

The dreams where the conscious always appears

Life is slow

Life is fast

Time

Precious time

You’ll never know where life will have its last blink

But you will know what you stored in time

What you kept in secret

What your eyes have seen

Life is just not a memory

Competition

Trapped in a world of competition!

Wake up!

Every moment is Competition!

Hello?

United States

United or against

You’re jealous, I’m jealous

Full of hypocrisy

Jealous of lies

Lies that will become alive

Lies don’t die

This is preposterous

Genocides, holocaust

All in competition for superiority

So many people dying endlessly

Competition

Strength or pride?

Pride so bad

Pride creating

Vanity

VANITY

Why do we let ourselves think

If we are better we will be more?

Immortal feelings created to hurt

School tests

Magazines

Propaganda makes

Me angry

Like the laughing sun

Burning right through my soul.

Fights of minds

Fights of the soul

Let it out but don’t let it go!

Drawn to a world full of secrets

Secrets from the past

Every day I feel that life

Sinks

Sinks

And sinks

For every competitive comment

Thrown towards you and me.

Little boy wants a toy

Little boy wants Xbox

Little boy wants more

Little children

Have Christmas

Joy are the presents,

Not the gatherings,

Nor family

But the presents

Things that will never last forever

Material-ality?

Tired!

So restlessly tired

Got to hurry! Got to win or else I am a failure

And I’ll be a ruin!

50% off I want those coach shouse

70% off I want the skirts that are blue

Gucci, Banana Republic, Versachi.

I speak product (proda)

College, T.V., media,

Got to believe

To have a perfect life

Life is so miserable

Got to have more, more,

More!

Addiction,

Addiction of competition

Creating an image of disappointment

No wisdom backing up our life sentences

Competition

Competiton.