There are times where I feel lost,
And even through lenses life's still a blur.
In this life even feelings come at a cost,
Even though there are people who would beg to differ.

Life always pushes us down to the ground
So we can feel the pain,
But it's our job to rebound
And reap our gain.

I say to hell with what they think,
They cannot define me.
I won't be pushed to the brink
Waiting to fall into the deep.

I just want to believe in who I can be
Without leaving the real me.

Love is something that
No one will be able to understand.
Because sometimes love hurts
So bad you feel like your
Dieing inside.

But love can also feel so good,
As if you can control all
Aspects of life.

But love is so hard to find
Because we don't know what
It truly feels like.

We try to make substitutions
For that feeling.
But in the end it leaves us
farther away from that feeling.

Love can only come once
In a life time.
But sometimes it's so well
Hidden that we can look at it in the face
And let it leave us forever.

I have to let you go
Because even if I hold on
I know my grip is not strong.

I have to let you go
Because the pain I hold
Is more than what you have been told.

I have to let you go
Because we cannot walk on the same road
That can only hold room for one.

I have to let you go
Because you never even wanted
To take hold of me.

We feel things we don't ask for so we can learn how to stand.
We get what we don't want so we can conform with it.
We find the thing's we avoid because it's what we need.
We hold on to things from fear of losing a part of ourselves.
We love what hurts us because they give something back.

It's hard to walk away because we haven't learned how to crawl.
It's hard to see reality because fantasy is so much better.
It's hard to let go because we are afraid to fall.
It's hard to find the right path because it's always hidden.

To truly find the answer you
Have to look inside yourself first,
Because you can't ask a question
That you can't answer yourself.

A dream is only a dream
If you don't believe in it.
If you don't believe, it won't be a beam
Of hope, but it will just be a bit
Of dust in a land vastly changing.

If you believe in your dream then it becomes a plan,
And if you take action on your plan it becomes reality.
And in reality you are your only fan,
The only person who will go through insanity
For you and will not complain.

To achieve this you must believe in yourself
And you must be a little selfish and put others on a shelf.
So that no one can stand in your way,
For they will leave you one day.
Seek what your heart desires.

Always believe in yourself
And never let go of what is your.

We all can love,
And we all can forgive.
These two go hand in hand.
One cannot be without the other.

We love but cannot forgive.
We love someone but once they do us wrong we cannot forgive them.
So, did we truly love them?

We forgive but do not love.
We can forgive the harm that someone had done,
But we no longer love them the same.
So, did we truly forgive them?

To truly love is to truly forgive.
Love opens the door to the heart,
And forgiveness shines the light on the darkness inside.

Why do we try to define others?
We try to categorize people
By their looks,
By their intelligence,
By their style,
And by their personality.

We automatically place a person in
A certain category just by one glance,
By just one word,
And by just one action.

Then I ask, why can't we categorize
Ourselves then?
It's because we think that we're special,
That we ourselves can't be defined,
But we are being defined by those,
Around us,
By those we love,
And by those we have yet to meet.

Define but don't categorize.
Speak but listen.
Hear but understand.
See but don't judge.
Fly but don't fall.
Follow but don't ever lose who you are.

What's your favorite color?
What do you want to be in life?
What do you like?
Where do you want to go in the future?
What do you like to do?

It feels like if I ask you theses questions
I'm not asking who you are but just the
Illusion you want to portray.

I have yet to find proper questions
To ask you that would help me
See who you are on the inside.

I have yet to find the proper way
To see through the wall you have
Laboured to build for so long.

I have yet to find the path that
Will lead me to you and that
Will allow me and you to become an us.

I have yet to find a way to get
Over the way I have become,
The way that makes it impossible
For me to tell you how you make
Me feel.

If I could be you for a day.
If I could feel what you feel.
If I could think what you think.
If I could only believe what you believe.
Where would I be?

If you could feel what I feel.
If you could think what I think.
If you could believe what I believe.
If you could only be me for a day.
Where would you be?

If you were me and I were you,
Where would we both be?

The thing's I hear
They help grow my fear.
That I will never be there
For the one I hold dear.
How can I live with the fear of never
Being able to have you near, when it's this sever.

I just hope and pray
That we can be together one day.
But that's just a distant dream
I want a little gleam
Of what could have been,
But never will be.

Living in a fantasy
Praying to you for complete amnesty.
Wanting to be free,
But wanting you to be with me.

I can only hope that find
Someone who is just as kind.

When you have everything,
Do you really have everything?
To gain something you first
Have to lose something you had.

When you have nothing,
Do you really have nothing?
To lose a piece of the world
You gain a piece of yourself.

What really defines possession?
Is it to have all the control?
Is it to own it all?
Or is it to simply help grow?

We all have something
We have the power to build,
But we also have the power to destroy.
We choose which one we use
Every day.

Who am I?
This I know not,
Nor do my family,
Nor my friends.

At every instance I wear a mask.
I wear one with my friends,
With my family,
And I truly believe that I have created one for myself.

Sometimes a mask will break
Which gives me a second to let go,
But also gives me a reason
To just make another.

I don't know if I am real
Or am "I" just another one of my masks.
This I don't know.
I just hope that one day
I have the courage and strength to
Take off my mask.

What does it truly mean to sacrifice?
Is it to give yourself up?
Is it to be someone your not?
Is it to forget yourself and car about others?

Sometimes to give up the thing's we care for,
We have to give up a piece of ourself.
We continue to lose pieces of ourself,
Till we aren't ourselves anymore.

Why do we have to lose ourselves
To please others?
Why can't people just
Accept who we are?

To stay as yourself is the true
Definition of strength.
To stay as yourself is the true
Definition of truth.
To stay as yourself is the true
Definition of you.

Why is it so complicated?
You show me your best,
But then you turn around and show me your worst.
I don't mind sudden changes,
Just tell me why.

Why is it so complicated?
When I offer you everything,
You want nothing.
When I have nothing left to give,
You take what I don't have.

Why is it so complicated?
You say one thing,
But then you do the opposite.
When I take a step back,
You want me closer,
But when I follow you,
You want me to disappear.

Why is it so complicated?
Isn't it easier to just make
It all simple?

How can you feel something one day,
And then the next day feel nothing?
Can you please help me understand
What is going through your head.

How can you go from "I like you"
To saying nothing at all?
Can you please help me understand
What your feeling.

How can you expect your problems
To fix themselves?
Can you please help me understand
Who you are.

Can you just tell me the truth.

I feel free but it's all an illusion
Because I'm stuck in this prison
And the walls are too far apart
For me to see them in the dark.

I am free to roam
In this place that is unknown,
But even here I feel so alone.

I have everything I need,
All the air I can breath,
All the food I can eat,
All the water I can drink,
But I still feel empty inside.

I need to find my way out,
But I'm so full of doubt.

And as I walk about this place
I find a piece of paper in a case.
And it says "There is only one way
out, and it's if you find someone that will one day set, not only you free,
but will let you heart soar high.
Till then you will be stuck in this
Prison of what you call depression."

Now I walk endlessly looking for
The one who will open that door.

I wait patiently for the one
I can one day call mine.
And be able to give her all my time,
And be able to share my dreams with her,
And be able to laugh with her,
And be able to cry with her,
And be able to be called hers'.

I want her to be proud to call me hers'.
I want her to be proud to say my name.
I want her to be proud for who I am.
I want her to be proud for having the ability to stay with me forever.

How great would it be to never leave each other's side.
How great would it to be to feel each other's love no matter how far apart we are.
How great would it be to dream the same dream.
How great would it be for you and me to be together.

I want to live with the one I love for the rest of my life.

People say that the people we are
Around define who we are,
But they don't,
They just add on
A word to our definition.
And we add one to theirs.

Our definition is long because
We see millions of different people
Every day.
They don't have to say a word to us
To affect us they just have to exist.

We can't choose who affects is,
But we can choose how they do.
No definition starts off negative or positive,
But as words are added the meaning changes,
And how we are used does as well.
Till either we are forgotten or over used.

In the end our definition made an
Impact on everyone that
Truly understood who we were.

The difference between us all
Its a great giant void,
One in which we can fall
And at all costs try to avoid.

And yet through our differences
We find the deepest meaning of each other,
And we come to a complete consensus
That in this void we find love for one another.

It only takes one word,
It only takes one second,
For love to be heard,
And for love to be beckoned.

Give your words meaning
And make every second count.