...and this is when things get tough.

Wake, Dance, Live.

I wake to blue birds,
their song as pure as silk
no sorrow or tears just beautiful melody.

I sleep to the wind,
slowly stirring the trees
grabbing on to everything afraid of being lonely.

I dream to the sky,
so blue and true
fluffy white clouds splattered random
like fresh morning dew.

I write to the earth,
that squishes between my toes
as I dance and prance in the rain.

I dance to the stars,
tiny dots in the sky
painted by the magic of one mans brush.

I live in the glory
of the nature around me
the birds and trees,
wind and stars,
the sky and earth.
For without it all
I wouldn't be me.

The Teenage Train Wreck is back!
Sorry all for the lack of posts for the past week or so my mind has been off track.

-- as the world turns in tiny circles
all we can hope for is a smile on our faces
and our loved ones hand in ours.

"for the times that Ive hurt you...Forgive me?"

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The Perfect Farewell

If only someone as wonderful as you

came and saved me
brought me to a better day
sang a song of love
for days

If only the fairy tale
I've always dreamnt of
suddenly appeared
from their tattered pages
would you appear with it?

My heart is beating louder each minute.
My head is spinning 'round and 'round
If only you'd come and save me
we could end with the perfect farewell.

Photograph by Annie Leibovitz

I'm love lost in a world full of beautiful people
longing for one person to reach out and grab my hand.
Longing to wake up and open my eyes
to the true beauty of people,
not just their overdone exteriors.
So here I wait, for that someone who can make my world go
from Fake Orange Tans to Darling Colors.

"I look at her like she is the
sun and the moon
the grass and the trees
Like shes my one and only love"
-- Excerpt from Sweet Love

Children of the World.

As if in a movie we sit back and watch it unfold
-gasps and tears-
but we do nothing.
We don’t attempt give them a hand
or send them money.
Not even a small gesture just to say
“Everything will be okay.”
We sit back and watch as villages are raided
the women raped
the men killed, homes burned
and their children taken…
our children.
We’d attack,
retaliate but their so far its just to hard.
E-News, Brittney Spears, MTV
more important to you and me.
Were able to save a life
but we choose to just watch, not fight.
More woman are dead
More men the same and the children.
-oh, the children.
Their gone now,
the fighting is gone from their sight
for they’ve become, children of the world.

Children in Gulu, Northern Uganda (source: Dateline)

Money, True Happiness or a Tool to Find it?

Ive always wondered what it is like to be part of the "cool" crowd. The hip trendy kids in their name brand shirts not bought off the sales rack. Ive grown up middle class, hot dogs, Mac & cheese, Kool-Aide and off brand soda. It was normal to me but in my dreams glamor was normal. Limos, personal chefs and shopping bags to the ceiling. Achieving such a dread has and is a life long dream of mine the saying goes that "money doesn't buy happiness" but whom ever said that has obviously never slipped into a $200 t-shirt or worn a cologne 8 months before its released. That will be me one day the fancy shorts, a custom cologne, record and book deals -- the list is endless. Although it may take time and the road rough, I will try my damnedest to make my mark. Dreams, those far and near are always worth it so never give up and once you succeed start dreaming all over again. Who knows maybe in this process of reaching them we will discover that money truly doesn't buy happiness at all, its trying to get there that puts the bigger smile on our faces.

xxooxx.
Zachary.

Joy - a state of happiness or felicity


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About a Boy...About a Country...About Us.

August-Ninth-Nineteen-Ninety-Two. Was The Day God Himself Stopped Creating Beauty. Instead He Decided To Bring Into This World, Another Troubled Soul. Confused, And Longing To Be Loved. He Would Grow Older And Realize The Glorious World That He Was Promised As A Child Doesn’t Exist. The Freedom That America Is Said To Poses Is Another Thing Of The Past. Segregation Is On Its Way Back In The Door. Human Beings Are Being Killed Every Day Because Of Sexuality, Religion, And Race. What A Wonderful World. Unknown To This Child, He Would Become Just Another Fuck up Soon To Be On The Streets. Every Passion He Has Had Is Disappearing Along With Every Thing He Has Known His Entire Life. No Longer Is It Excepted To Be Yourself. You Must Be Someone Else To Get Along. Every Night He Turns On The Radio, Just To Hear A Song About Sex, Money, Or Drugs. What Ever Happened To Love Or Passion. What Ever Happened To Singing Because Its Your Passion, And Its In Your Blood. Now A Days These So Called Singers Are In It For The Fame And Fortune. That IS Supposed To Be A Perk Of Being A Performer. The Real Reward Used To Be Seeing Your Fans Happy, Or Helping Those Troubled. But People Are To Good To Help Strangers. All They Care About Is Their Inner Circle. We Need To Forget Our Problems, And Remember Others Have It Worse. Who Cares If You Don't Have An I-Pod Or A Cell Phone. There Are Children With No Shoes…No Clothes To Keep Them Warm, When They Sleep On The Streets, Because Their Family Is To Poor To Afford The Food They Eat, Let Alone Their Other Necessities. Have We All Become So Consumed By Greed, So Blinded By False Beauty That We Cant See That People Who Are Standing Right Next To Us May Need Our Help. Or Have We All Just Become So Jaded By The Thought Of Giving Away Something So Small As Compassion. VAIN, That’s The Word To Describe America. VAIN, HOMOPHOBIC, RACIST, GREEDY, Human Beings. Oh America The Beautiful, Oh America The Land Of The Free, Oh America The Hated. I Cant Help Think, Why Do People Wonder Why They Are Hated So Much By Others. Its Plain To See. We Are A Nation In Turmoil, And We Need To Be Saved.