You are to Me
As Water is to Fire
You are to Me
As Fire is to Paper
In the end, I am always ash
But at least I can blow away

You ruined my life,
So now I say goodbye.
You made my life miserable,
You made me want to die.

They called you my Dad,
They said I had just one.
You made my life miserable,
You were everything but fun.

For one last time my 'Dad',
I say goodbye.
Go ahead and leave us again,
Finally say goodbye.

We live
So we can die
And we say hello
So we can say Goodbye

We go run
To only then run back
We try so hard
To only then just slack

We give it are all
To only then fail
We try to be alive
To only then be thrown in jail

We live
So we can die
We smile and laugh
So we can cry

It doesn't matter if you laugh or if you cry
Me and you will both eventually die
So please live the way you want to
Because I know my life is about me, and not about you

I am sitting sad and alone
Nothing to touch
No one to phone

I used to have fun
My life was like a dream
But now it is done
And there is no one to be seen

And people ask as everyday goes by
How do you live?
I tell them I survive

Life isn't good
It isn't fair
It isn't kind
So don't be fooled by those of a twisted mind

So be warned one last time life is dangerous
It is cruel
And when your sick and alone
It will beat you like an old mule

Eventually you'll be like me sad and alone
No one to touch and
No one to phone

So tell me did I get in your head
For people like me haunt you at bed
I am not kind
I am cruel with a sick and twisted mind

Don't ever trust those with a mind
For those are the ones who seem gentle
Who seem kind

But when you turn your back
You will truly see
People like us
People like me

No one will see us
For we are like dust
And we seem like we care
But we just want you to rust

For now I am done and I will see you soon
You are like the sun
And I the moon

For I am sad and alone
No one to touch
No one to phone

You gave me happiness, you gave me a life,
But you ruined me, you killed me at the same time.
How can you stand there all tall full with pride,
When you burn kids with one swift stride.
We cannot stop, we can not cry,
For if the parents find out, we will die.
So what do I do now that I am alone,
No one is here, and I am all skin and bone.
My mom threatened to throw me out,
My dad smacked me and began to shout.
Look what you've done, you've ruined my life,
But you make it so great, and so worth living at the same time.

If there is a still tree.  There must be no wind.  But wind will eventually come.  And when that moment happens, most people never notice.  Sometimes it's fast, almost simultaneous.  But other times, its slow.  And you see each branch slowly start to move like the others.  Until the whole tree is engulfed in wind.  Until the tree is no longer still.  Nor even itself.  For the tree is now the wind.  The branches move wherever the wind happens to go.  The tree loses itself.  But nevertheless, the wind will stop.  The tree will be still again.  And when that happens the tree becomes itself again.  Although it does have a few less leaves, and maybe even a few less branches.  The tree is itself again.  This moment, this transformation, however, is rarely ever noticed.

You do you you.
I'll do me.
Just don't get in my way.