I'm writing again...

As a teenager, i wrote poems and songs (had a band with my best friend Ebony). After my time in India last year, with meeting Sam, i was once again inspired to write. I must say, i'm very proud of a few of those poems i wrote in December/January. But now, i once again am writing. Why is it that it takes something big emotionally to feel the inspiration?
Anyway, i have decided to now post them.


Waste

Yesterday he was here
Today he is not
What was it that i had to tell him?
Or have i already forgot?

Can you hear me?
I'm not sure what to believe
You would ask me this
This is how you would receive

You had a thirst for knowledge
Perhaps too much?
You wanted to learn a lot
From other's ideas, experiences and such...

What do you know now?
You crossed the line too soon
What is over there
Amongst the stars and the moon?

How can you tell us
We're supposed to work together
But now you've gone
And left us with this shitty weather!