People with money
by Vann Vorn

People with money will not understand how it is to live in poverty
They will not understand living with very little money
People with money will not know how it feels to see other kids with new
clothes
They will not understand how it feels like to shop once a year for clothes
People with money will not understand how it feels to sleep almost every
night in the cold
They will not understand how it feels like to cook on a broken stove
People with money don't live a hard life
People with money will not understand that poverty and violence is reality
Well if you can't understand reality than you can't understand me

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Alize
(Al-la-zay)

Today I felt excited and scared
I felt that I was blessed, but also felt fear.
Many thoughts and questions ran through my mind
The answers will surely reveal in a matter of time
Today only happens once in a lifetime, so please be aware
I've waited for so long, then you appeared.
You've opened my eyes to new dreams and hope
Like A strong wind blowing away a cloud of smoke
You are as innocent as a bed of flowers dancing in the air
My time I will give you, my life I will share
Winter will not last long, for you helped me through
Your life has just begun, and I know I love you

By: Vann Vorn

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'The Door'
I've realized of how much of an impact that you have on my life
Coldness creeping in the darkness of night
The weight of your head on my shoulders, I reminisce
The warmth of your presence, I missed
The love that you have given to me, I let fall through the cracks
Time that you offered me, I pushed and pushed back
I took you for granted because you were always there
But now that you're not, it's time that I fear
Time will not wait nor will it stay the same
I'm not pointing fingers because I'm the only one to blame
I treated you like a balloon, expanding in size
Finally you burst setting your love for me aside
Time to face the truth, you can't take it any more
All of your belongings are packed, you exit the door
Maybe it's for the best that you parted from me
I've kept you from the world, now you set yourself free
I dug deep in thoughts without you around
Now left with memories, I slowly drown
What has just happened, I did to myself
But if you give me the chance, I will prove myself

By Vann Vorn July 12, 1999

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