Sometimes giving up
needs more hard work
than holding on

You filled the darkness
between the stars
through you scars.
there was terrible silence
the moon ever heard.
your eyes lit up a city.
there was a weird beauty
the butterflies ever saw

Look how delicate and lady like we were taught to be
Always to be shy and never outgoing
I grew up wondering
why only boys can express their feelings
I thought it was because
they really did feel that much
But the actual reason was
boys were made to feel less
even if they did feel more
they were moulded to
believe they Didn't
I was moulded to
keep my feelings inside
Even if I can't take it
I will have to
Crying and screaming
I will have to
Which to me seems
stronger than anything else.
But THIS is just how delicate we were taught to be

When we are homeless
it's in our hearts  to
look into the devils eyes
and name it as home

Even in my wildest nightmare
you appeared as an angel

the rainfall on my mind
waters the flowers in my heart

Look at her as she walks down the aisle
Happiness filled in her eyes and hearts filled with trust
The way she looks at you standing at the altar
The way she gracefully hands you her life
Look how she is ready to leave everything just to be with you
Console her when she cries because she'll be leaving her mother
Show her how much she means to you when she takes her vows
And love her till she takes her last breaths