Life is meant to be lived
And living is not the made up myth
Seizing the moment and feeling constant bliss
Life is meant to be lived
And living is what this is.

I kinda just want to disappear
Paint myself clear

I kinda just want to disappear
Wanting has become senseless
Taste has become tasteless

And tiredness has become endless
And resting has become restless
And I kinda just want to disappear

Its too much fear for me to feel
Its too much, of much that it stopped bringing me to tears.

I kinda just want to disappear.

Is life a circle or is it a road ?
A means to an end
Or a forever rolling stone?

Are my actions causing an effect
Or am I repeating my steps?

There is a road less traveled
And there the road that looks pretty

And they both lead me to the same place

Rolling in my own mistakes

And I stare at people and think
Are they real or is it a combination of my minds ink
Mixed with something unknown
Making everyones story, my own

I wrote this
Or did I?

I  dont know.

But I want you to hold me when I'm alone.
Even though I live my life like the true man show

Is any of it real ?

I dont know.
But I still want you to hold me
Cause I am alone.

Someone once wrote
I never thought I’d keep a record of my pain
or happiness:

It all started back in two thousand and four
That was the day he fornicates with the island *****
Today, I am searching for words and meaning:
Of lost, lies and regrets: but what have I done to ensure

It would never happen again,
I had to clean the mirror of truth:
Hold back from falling in love again:

Then I remember the quote:
The face is the mirror of the mind,
and eyes without speaking confess
the secrets of the heart. Quote St. Jerome**

On the other hand it was the best thing
I ever did: and that was to test the water:
Somehow, it made a lot of sense
About two is company, three’s is a crowd:

What have I done? I let the weasel ran free
So that I could have built up some happiness,
Yesterday, is history, today is creativity and new ideas
Tomorrow seems like pending announcement: