[Kuzco]: 212.Rhimy things.Sometimes

This one's my first and one of the biggest. It's free for all reading but VERY outdated, two years ago. Anyways, it rymes so it may provide a little enjoyment, but don't read too much into it.


Sometimes I wish I didn't care anymore
Sometimes I flash myself, memoryes tored

Sometimes I wish it all to be gone
Sometimes I wish things not to go along

Sometimes I feel like stop feeling
Sometimes I just wish to have never met you
Sometimes I just wish not to feel the way that I do
Sometimes I feel like dying, without more feeling.


Then i see you, laying before my eyes
Splashing my existence with beauty and good will.
But I can't stop my self from fearing that it's all lies.
Can you one day tell the truth, assure me, that's how you feel.


The time for being has cease to be
The time for doing is apart of the past
Capable to speak, be and do, everything fast
I lie before thE, sure that I am free


Talking is for wimps, so is acting
Thinking is for intelligents, so is following your heart.
It's all just like crashing, while inside a kart.
Emotions all flyin and piercing trough the sky, showing talks, feelings, actions and thoughts.


I am only sure of what I am capable to do
I am only sure what I can be
I am only sure that I am free
To finally say that I love you


As sun lights the day, and the moon shines trough the night.
With a rainbow and a flower under a clear sky, clear sun in my mind.
I now tell you I can see all your light.
I now let you know I can feel all your might.


The time to be afraid has passed, the truth is to come
Sorry for putting such a burdon on your life
But mine isn't going nowhere if I stay exactly alike

The time for being sorry is over, the truth is yet to come


Soon you will know for sure,
Cuz I say what I want to say and do what I want to do
I want it, I want to embrace the cure
Now is the time to tell you that I love you


I have no hope, I know I don't have a chance.
I'm not handsom, well shaped, or a stupid ass
I'm just young, small, fat and ugly. Little old me
Don't you get it that now I am free


That's the whole point of all this I'm writing here
I'm sleepy, eye acking, head hurting, but free.
Nevertheless... do not elude your self cuz I know the truth, that you're not destined to me.
Why would you be? After all, I don't diserve it! I'm not wordy of such happiness and joy!
All I can do is pick up material things, have fun, toy.


I am not complaining and I am not whyning, as much as you wished me to be,
So you could feel sorry for little pathetic me!
But don't!! Cuz I'm not moaning, I'm stating flat facts, you know them well, you've made the pact.


I ain't gonna be alright on this one, it won't go well,
I've dealt with it, that's why I'm about to YELL!
I only want to tell you, that's all that matters, then I can go straight ta hell


I don't care, I'll do it! I'll say it, I'll yell it, I'll shout it with all the volume I can do,
I am completly, absoluty in love with you.


This is Hugo, soon to aquire freedom


This is Hugo, about to let you know,
This is Hugo.....*sighs* here I go