22nd June 2012 In my bed and thinking about my day. Sis got graduated from university. Hooray! Went to meet a dear friend of mine. With her craziness that makes the room awake and shine. Got flowers for sis since I didn't else had to give. Want her to remember the last three and a half years and relive. The moment of happiness, tests and sadness. They were awesome and admit it; we were madness. Believing in Him and believing in each other. But also having support from our mother. So what I want to say with this. Listen up and don't a word miss. I love you and am proud of you. What a beautiful lady you've outgrown to. Become Become Become

Ketchup, I kill you! Oh stain, now there you are Leaving like a shoot from the ketchup jar Splattered on my newly washed white jeans I want red tomato sauce on my salad greens Not on my jeans! Not on my jeans! How can I remove you from my thigh? Woops, another stain, Oh my! Asking mum to use Ajax or bleach and wash it off Maybe I should just cut it off? Not on my jeans! Not on my jeans! Throwing them in the basket like Kobe Bryant Puff it's gone, Booyaa, celebrating like a giant Goodbye my beautiful jeans, and I will see you soon We will meet again by tomorrow afternoon Not on my jeans! Not on my jeans!

Mr. President How can you do it? How can you kill and not shed a tear? Killing a person with no fear A soul You sit there On your golden throne Stealing everything From everyone Dear Mr. President Thousands are not in this world Because of your sword Because of you

You Smile as a drop of pearl Soul darting eyes Your call Walking with confidence Very light steps Away away Longing for your scent A little breath A touch Where have you gone Stay with me Please stay