you used to tell me how much you
liked my eyes and sight, just to end
up making them sore and lose their brightness.

you said you had no intentions of hurting me
but here am i, crying till im out of breath.

you said you loved me and that i made you
happy, but you still left me for her.
So tell me, how am i suppose to trust
and love another human being when none of
it was real...

This morning tomorrow won't be as expected - it will be far from this tonight and nowhere near as planned.  There's no telling when it will be back to its old self.  So for now, we'll make do and sleep and dream of another yesterday, because today won't do.  It never did.  It never would.

Lusteloos, liever dan pijn
*** zou het morgen zijn

Kijkend door het raam
naar mijn weerspiegeling vol schaam

Wetende dat er iets moet veranderen
maar bang om terug te vallen

Te bang om iets nieuws te ondernemen
Te gewend aan de leegte

Iets nieuws, avontuurlijks, positiefs

     met kriebels van hoop
     en de klim naar het licht
     die doorhakken de knoop
     en bieden nieuw zicht

lijkt nooit definitief

To the once blooming violet, is it true?
Will she succumb her petals to the burden of time?
Will I be witness to the ripples of this crime?
Is the storm to drown her in skies darkened blue?

Why is the savior the one to endanger?
Why is the heartsease the one heartbreaker?
Why is the kind spirit the true soul shaker?
Why is my best friend to become a stranger?

How can she lose against the clutches of temptation?
When was the divine cursed with humanity?
How could the listener speak with inanity?
When was our friendship twisted into damnation?

Will an invasive **** be victorious in his heist?
Is the **** to convince her of his illusive might?
Is he ******* her salve, to my abysmal fright?
Will I rot of envy from the disgraceful tryst?

Why is life’s story a destiny written in stone?
Why can’t I change the demise plagued within?
Why should her scent become my eternal toxin?
Why shall it degrade me from my flesh ‘til my bone?

How was I yearning for the bliss of her design?
When was I seeded with this addiction?
How was it dreamt into endless affliction?
When did Violet and Lost Girl begin to intertwine?

Epilogue:
And did the lost girl tiptoed through the darkened fields?
Was her in search of the warmth of the sun’s yield?
Did she reach the water? Was it her escape?
Was a giant lily in the wait?
Was it a doomed attempt? No heat, no win?
Were her burdens too heavy? Did she sink in?
And forever bound, was this betrayal to restrain her way?
Or was it a promise of the past to save her day?

"As long as I
don't lose you
I am ok"

Those words will forever
be embedded in my brain,
because you still left me
what a shame.

With every step there’s pain
With every stumble there’s disappointment
The day may beat down on us
As the moon and sun dance around
Controlling the world from up above  
And there will be days
When your strength might be gone

But with every step there’s hope
And with every stumble we build the courage
To be something more than we ever hoped
As the Earth and the planets
Circle around the celestial galaxies
We should count ourselves so lucky
As least we were here to see it

I'm tired of impressing people, or trying to I mean.
But once I win someone over, I'm bored of them