Playing around didn’t care how
we looked and wouldn’t get
embarrassed for what we did

When we injure ourselves we
got a Band-Aid on the spot
were it hurt and we thought it helped
and miraculous the pain was gone

Then we grew up
We don’t play around and if
we did we would get judged by others

When we get hurt a Band-Aid
can’t help the pain go away.
'Cause a Band-Aid can’t fix a broken heart

*Right?

I’m scared that you will
walk away someday,
and forget all about me

and I know I might
sound really selfish
but please stay
forever

I know someday
when we grow old and
don’t have more life
back to be liven in our worn
bodies, you will leave me
I will leave you
death will divorce us
and
*I am so scared

The grass is speaking
The sound comes tickling me in my ears
just like his voice
When he touches the grass, it slips through
his beautiful fingers and
it touches his fingertips
in such a perfect way

We don't say a word

He lies down in the summer grass
it shapes his perfect body
and strokes his defined cheekbones

It's only him, me
and the speaking grass

What are words? Just some
random letters we have put together?
But what are words when you
really don’t mean them
when you say them?

Words can make somebody’s day.
Words can heal broken
hearts and souls.

Words can hurt someone.
Words can **** thousands of lives.
They can hurt more than
anything.

Sometimes we don’t
have any words left, sometimes
our mouths just won't open up
and speak. That’s silence.

Some words are better left unsaid.
Some words will be left unsaid,
when all you really want to do
is to tell how you feel, but the words
gets locked inside of your heart.

We use words every day,
but we don’t really think of
words in the real way.

Words are stronger than anything,
so never, ever use them the wrong way.