Here comes that Beautiful Boy,
Whose smile out shines the sun.
That Beautiful Boy and his sweet nature
Can be outweighed by none.
With his Beautiful eyes so laid back,
Their very nature brings me home.
That Beautiful Boy and his security
Are like nothing I have ever known.

Oh, Beautiful Boy, do you like me?
Oh, Beautiful Boy, do you lie to me?
Oh, Beautiful Boy, will you please shine on me?

I wonder about your kindness-
Is it truly and sincerely real?
Is there some similarity
In the way we feel?
Beautiful Boy can this really be?
Beautiful Boy are you lying to me?
Beautiful Boy please tell me what you see.
Tell me what it is that attracts you to me.

Oh, Beautiful Boy, do you like me?
Oh, Beautiful Boy, do you lie to me?
Oh, Beautiful Boy, will you please shine on me?

Let the stars gaze upon your beauty, Boy.
Let the birds sing upon your Beautiful joy.
Beautiful Boy, can you please forever smile on me?
Beautiful Boy, can you take you and I and make it we?
Will the Beautiful Boy let the world amaze at his heart
And bask in the richness that sets him apart?
Oh, Beautiful Boy, will you be Beautiful for me?
And show me how Beautiful I can be.

One moment,
so fleeting,
it's already gone.
Your smile,
never forgotten.
My heart,
already broken.

I promised myself not to remember
and here I sit,
with the memory
so clear,
it could be the present.

“You have to move, get up.”
“I don’t want to.”
“This is sad you need to get over yourself.”
“I’m broken, and I don’t think I can be fixed.”
“Then fake it. Get up and put on a smile.”
“It hurts too much; I just want to cry.”
“No crying! It’s not worth it.”
“But I just can’t let go…”
“You have to move on. It’s the only way.”
“Please, all I want is five minutes to let it all out.”
“You’re pathetic. Fine. Five minutes.”
“Thank you,” said the heart.
“You’re welcome,” said the mind.
And the heart and mind cried together.
Just for five minutes.

It never gets old,
Even when the injury is nothing odd,
We never get used to it,
Its even worse when you can't even move to your favourite beat,
All you can do is just lay down on a seat,
Brings about anguish,
One which you can't really distinguish
From the previous one,
Because the feeling never gets old to anyone,
Makes us mad, >:O
And our loved ones  sad :(
Pain,pain,pain,
Despite all this,physical pain
Is way less than emotional pain.

Your light guides us through the night.
You bring the stars along with u
to keep me company.
You stare at me until I fall off to sleep
Than you disappear bringing the sun to shine_hgaffar

Love is this
Love is that
But in reality
Love is never this
Love is never that
Love can be anything
You think is “this” or “that”

I'm so used to
singing a note
no one else can hear
it's like I'm screaming
underwater
and no one's ever there