At peace with the world

Living with the dark clouds
Lightening doesn’t scare me
The thunder brings a beat to my heart
People may say I’m not alive
I say I’m more alive than ever
My heart brings blood to me for once
My blood moves with me not against me
I’ve tried it all and I’ve found it
Let the poor man circulate his blood
He may just be happy with himself

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A new vision

I was scared

I was young

I was an outsider

I adapted, and changed

I am a football freak now

American football now

I understand what it is like to be an outsider

Either change or try to hang on to yourself

I changed, but still have my identity intact

I didn’t necessary change, but grew as a person

And in the end that is the whole purpose of me being an exchange student

Where dreams get lost (I rhymed… SAY WHAT) :D

I have many dreams

They all scream

Screams of joy

But I’m just a small boy

This world is big

On a tree I’m just a twig

One of my dreams I’ve done

Going to the USA has begun

I have more dreams

They are all in a frigid stream

Running away from me

All I can do is just see

See my dreams going into that empty space

They disappear without a trace

I just keep dreaming

And keep re-dreaming

And hope one won’t slip away

And that a dream will stay