How can you miss someone you never met?
Miss someone you never held
Miss someone you never spoke too.

How can you love someone you never had?
Love someone you never touched
Love someone you never knew

How can you cry for someone who was just an idea?
Cry for a collection of thoughts
Cry for a prayer on the wind

How can you get over someone no one knows your grieving?
Get over someone you never got to care for
Get over someone you never kissed

How can you forgive yourself for something so tragic?
For something that had to be done
For something that over all was the right thing

I sit on a bench and watch all the kids play
Wondering why no one will play with me
I walk over and they all just walk away

I sit on the grass and each my lunch
Wondering why no one seems to like me
I try to start at conversation in class and they just hush me

I sit outside and watch the cars pass by
Wondering why no one asked me to the prom

Fire burns the building
leaving ashes and embers in its wake

Fire burns the trees
leaving bark and char in its wake

Fire burns the skin
Leaving welts and ruin in its wake

Fire burns

If today was the day where you knew it would all end
How would you spend it?

Would you run away and hide
Would you face your fears with pride

Would you gather the ones you love
Would you put your faith in the one above

If today was the day where you knew it would all end
How would you spend it?

Would you right all your wrongs
Would you sing a bunch of sad songs

Would you love, love and play
Would you act like its any other day

If today was the day where I knew it would all end
I would try to prove it wrong

Life doesnt have map
If it did we would all follow it
Yet what fun would that be
Everyone taking the same road...

Flaming arms stretched up towards the sky
Face shaped in a mask of pure agony
Bursts of flames shoot off into the dark night
Finding places next to the moon to slowly burn
Dying embers stretched up towards the sky
Heavy with soot and dying flames
Looking up the night sky is studded with light
A true piece of heaven from the passion of one

Squiggly Wiggly
The good little squid named squiggly wiggly
Wasn’t always such a good little squid
Squiggly wiggly had to learn her lesson the hard way
She used to go about her business all Wiggly Jiggly
She didn’t have a care in the world she always acted like a kid
Her parents never knew what she was doing or where she would stay
Whenever she was on the playground she was always a bully
She never tried to be kind or polite she never did anything fully
Then one day she had a shock
She was out playing around the block
Along came a shark who gave her a blow
She fell so hard she had to stand up slow
Off she went to complain to the others
Everyone ignored her even her brothers
And so she learned from that mighty shock
That its never nice to hurt or mock
From that day on the squid named Squiggly Wiggly
Was always a very kind squid