Pictures of you

She said don’t you worry,
I am always with you,
Than we talked for hours.
I don’t know what we got,
But I thought we had it.
Now I have to act like it doesn’t matter.
Every night when I go to bed,
I think about us.
So I am writing it down,
I am letting it out, out in the open.
So you can know about it.
I am looking at your pictures,
I feel uneasy, I want to be in that one,
Where you are looking very beautiful.
I want to be in that one,
Where you are looking little crazy.
I want to be in all of them,
Because I am not in all of them.
Where there was only me and you.
When it’s on you I become greedy,
All I want is,
To be in all these pictures of yours.


Inner peace! peace! peace!
I do anything to achieve.
Inner lane! lane! lane!
I am finding in my brain.

We all feel the same,
With different thoughts, different name.
Maturity I gain,
Rain! rain! rain!
Falling from the heaven again.
I looking for some clues,
To gain.
More strength, more lame
Excuses, to escape from these motion.

To make something new,
That will pay my dues.
All these news,
World is going to shit,
I am alien too.
I wanna move to my place,
Headback where I stay.
To escape from my pain,
And remember all my cause.
Why I am here, why I am not.

Different versions

Whenever I see her eyes,
Coldness I feel inside.
Always alone,
But enjoying company of her own mind.
What is she imagining,
Different world she is in.
World full of peace,
Different versions I imagine.

Mind is something that control us, 
we can control it, but we never allow it.
We just accept who we are,
Be a coward or work hard and harder.
Make real version.
Make yourself proud.

I am so cold, only thing I feel is how I breathe.
But looking at her I just feel,
This world is more than it seems.
I am not born with purpose I seek,
I have to find it and own it.

Maybe this is a dream,
Where we are living in.
Maybe we wake up someday,
Until than make everything Worth everything.

Mello world

Those who call me weird,
Yeah I am weird.
I love my weirdness,
That will take me towards greatness.
With my recipe,
With my own personality.

This is not how I imagine,
My life would be, what it would be,
Different from others, that is me,
My goal, to use these feelings,
To reach out, put my arms around,
Those who need me,
My ideals inspire me, who taught me,
About life, about friendships,
My moto is to be Real,
True to your feelings, true to what you believe in.
You can achieve anything,
Top of the world, things other don’t believe in.

wherever you are,
Whoever you are, for you,
I write my heart out.
I will connect with you.
In my world, in your world
In Mello world.


This life is a ladder.
To become something,
You have to climb up in this ladder.
The ladder of mine is blurry,
I can not see anything.
But still i am climbing,
But end up getting Maddie.
Whenever I am slipping,
Someone comes and holds me.
But after I hold my grip tight, they leave me.
Doubts and anxiety hold me.
I don’t want to climb up or down,
I want to stay in this moment.
Everyone is climbing up,
Leaving me behind in that moment,
I see a hand coming towards me.
Why are you coming down for me?
I asked, she smiles,”I am your friend”.
She said,
But you will leave me ,
She smile, this is life,
And promise me,
You will keep my memories,
Keep moving forward, smile,
Let everyone in.

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