Deserve

Live for the wants,

forget other's needs,

Desire for flaunts,

while only you succeed,

Live for today,

don't consider tomorrow,

Others lives a shade of gray,

while you won't let anyone borrow,

Enough of your precious earnings,

to buy a mere meal,

Only consider your yearnings,

can you even feel?

You want so much,

yet give so little,

Just one soft touch,

to those you belittle,

Always get, 

never give,

You'll always regret,

not letting other people live,

So sit and observe,

those you do care,

Maybe you don't deserve,

All that money and flair,

I like to think,

about what I should get,

But they never quite link,

with my gaining debt,

I know there's so many things,

that I could do,

But with nature's springs,

they just never come true,

I laugh, 

and I cry,

Though on my behalf,

I don't deserve the reply,

That karma gives to me,

whenever it comes my way,

It listens to my plea,

and most always makes my day,

Its given me love,

and my true art,

I have plenty to brag of,

yet on my part,

I don't think its me,

who earns all these pleasures,

Yet I'm filled with glee,

I'm given all these treasures,

I like to think,

being humble's enough,

Though it's pushing the brink,

when I've got all this stuff,

I like to think those who are concerned,

yet never do swerve,

Get what they earned,

That they get what they deserve. 

Sitting in the Silence

You look at me,

I look at you,

There's nothing either one of us can do.

We wait and wait,

for something better,

neither one of us wants to be the trend setter.

No one wants,

to speak up,

but if they took a close-up.

They would find,

we want to fix,

what our little lives depict.

Miserable and shamed,

to boot,

we wish we knew another route.

Some people say,

they're just like us,

but do they fight, and cry, and cuss?

About where their going,

how they'll survive,

without their life going on a tumultuous dive.

The next time,

I hear one of them,

going on and on about how their life's so condemned.

I know exactly,

what I'll ask, 

to see if their feelings I can unmask.

Do you ever find yourself out in crowds,

feeling as if you're the only one there?

Do you ever find yourself alone with your music,

because you think no one cares?

Do you ever find yourself ignoring the world,

because you think that they're ignoring you?

Do you ever find yourself on the computer,

even though there's no one to talk to?

And do you ever find yourself amidst the noise,

yet sitting in the silence?