What is the question?
That no one knows,
What is the answer?
That no one can give,

Why were we made to live, love and cry?
Why?

I am lost.
Yet,
Something is telling me you are just like me.
Maybe
We were put in the darkness
To find each other.

You promised
f o r e v e r ,




                                 *Your definition of              
                                   forever was a lot
                                   shorter than mine.

would you listen to arctic monkeys
and sit behind a pine tree
while we just be free
with me?

I'm broken.
The world around me is shattering
All of the beautifully painted lies
Strung up and clattering
The noise is more than I can take
He used to fix me
When no one else could
Now even he breaks me
My heart once so happy has darkened
By his words I'm no longer softened
Turned into a girl
who is hard and bitter
No longer longs
for gentle words spoken from his lips
A happiness once had
Now fading like passing ships.
I am broken and no one can fix me.