The walls in my room are depressing
Staring at them all night , always stressing
In these little walls of mine I play dressing
Never left , never could always messing
The walls in my bedroom are depressing
I wish I could change , change the setting
But my minds been made up this is where I'm resting

A true  love story never ends
There might be twists and turns , bridges and bends
But true love is like a perfect blend
Between people who were once called friends
But chose to love each other right till the end
But who would dare and try to pretend
As if what I said is not true and the sky is not blue and you have a clue of which is who and what to do
When the truth is right in front of you
Who dares to despise or chastise What was made by the wise
True love never ends nor it demise

Another day wasted away in my bed
Nothing to do but to think about whats been said
It cant go away , it's stuck in my head
Nights like these make me feel haunted
In this situation I know where im not wanted
DAUNTED
This is not what I wanted!
To be taunted by the world for I have not done anything .
Can I hide under your wing?
Can I get to know this wonderful being?
Can I hear you sing and tell me anything to you my wonderful being.