Watch my face, as I take your warm embrace.
There's no smile, hasn't been one for a while.
'Cause you don't listen to me, you don't listen to me.
No, you don't listen to me, why don't you listen to me.

I let you steal my stars, steal my stars.
I let you have my heart, have my heart.
I let you have your way, every second, every minute, every day.
But you never really listen to me.

Does gravity keep you grounded?
Or does he place your head in the clouds only to pull you back.

Maybe if he wasn't there, you'd float like a butterfly.
Gravity hurts me when he keeps his force on you.

Like a law I can't break.
His ***** claws scratching and latching at your shoes.

I will never be as strong as gravity, or as good looking.
But maybe with the help of the moon, I can shift him. Loosen his grip.

And maybe one day soon, we'll both fly together.

"Would you like to buy a shoe?"

My words ring around the school yard.
Laughter bounces back to me.

The only laugh I focus on is yours.
A simple joke allows me to admire that soft smile of yours.

Our pupils dilate, did I ever tell you how stunning your blue eyes are?
I'd been speaking to you for quite some time, but time seemed to stop in that one moment.

The first time I actually said something to you in person.

I'll never forget that moment, despite the fact that a wall of sharp roses stands between us.
I hope you haven't forgotten it either.

You think you're so clever, Because nobody has ever, Shut you down.

But I can see through this smoke, you think I didn't notice your,
Eyes turn away.

The lights are always shinning, revealing where you're hiding. There's no escape.

Lost in the tyrants, I'm just speaking my mind but, You threw me away.

Another sleepless night in front of me,
Another empty show of sympathy,
I remember when the stars shun so brightly,
Now an empty glass of memories,

My love, I've been looking, for something to blame this on.
But I'm conflicted;

Do I blame my heart, my soul, or the world for what you did.
Do I blame my love, blame it on us, or the world for what you did.

Don't add my imperfections to the war that you're waging.
Playing with fire will burn us both.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Instead of walking in holes already made by my demeanor.

Acting innocent will get you killed.
Stabbed by the truth and buried with your lies.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Denial can be powerful but leave you powerless in the end.

If you want the war to end.
Stop feeding the hungry media.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Stop spreading your re-used propaganda.

Trying to turn the world against me.
But the world is round.
I'll have them chase me all the way around.
And lead them straight back at your feet.

We walk together, through the broken nights
Come out in different streets, under different lights
I'm all for loving, let the love ignite
What do we do when the candle stops burning bright?

Do we let go or do we hold on, my love.
Do we give up or stick to this love, my friend.
See the tears in my eyes, as I turn to stone.

My head is so unstable I feel like it's falling apart,
This love feels like a fable and I'm just playing my part,
I need some time, I need some space to think this through.
I need some time, I need some space to love you.

My heart is so unfaithful I feel like I'm letting you down,
This hope can't last forever maybe I'm making this hard,
I need some time, I need some space to think this through.
I need some time, I need some space to love you.

This isn't the dream I kept beside my bed,
This isn't the love I played inside my head,
This isn't the hand I should hold, when it's dark and it's cold
And I'm alone, I'm so alone.

Don't you dare give me the cold shoulder, because I've told you, I don't like it when you hold it all in.
Information's my key, so don't keep it from me, cause honestly, I want to know what's in your head.
And are you aching, constantly breaking, faking, and I don't know what I'm supposed to believe.
The truth is in your eyes, I don't want to see you cry, simply lies to cover up your privacy.

But baby don't you wish that we....

Could talk.

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?
If you Have, then you'll know that the delicate pitter patter of rain on the window doesn't make you feel as secure as you once thought.

I give you my heart,
When it beats, you'll feel the pulses of our love
When it bleeds, you'll make it strong again
When it finally stops beating, you'll be there to say goodbye

With the curtains closed, the demon lurks behind me.
I can feel its heavy breathing, separating the air to reach my neck.
My hands tremble, sweat dripping down my cheek.
Or maybe a tear? It's hard to tell when your mind is elsewhere.
I focus on the shadowy figure lurking behind me,
I feel as though it's getting closer and closer with every second.
I hold my ground until my legs begin to cave,
I lurch myself forward and draw the curtains.
I turn around quickly, but there's nothing there.

A cloud is inspirational.
It represents the human race without trying to.
Clouds like people can't stay stuck in the same place.
People live and they move on.

"I'm Sorry"

Language is useless without a tongue to perform the action.

Red. Red and amber. Green.

The lights change as slow as my heart beats.
Fixed in my position,
I reach to remove the hair that hangs over my eyes.
The strands of hair fall back into place each time I move them.
The thought of having salvation salivates my mouth.
Sirens call my name but shiver to my response,
Despite the fact that they are in colder waters.
Sometimes I wish the siren would go back to it's depths.
The innocent pure upper body of a girl is nothing but a mirage;
A trick to fool the absent minded.
Luckily for me,
I know that underneath the beauty lies a monstrous tail that powers it's false image.

Green. Amber. Red.

I suddenly hear the beeping of cars behind.
I missed my turn.

Time; at the console of our universe.
Using it's lumberjack hands to fiddle the buttons.
Using it's musk to scare away any potential.
For once it succeeds, it's vice like grip only tightens.
Spiders caught in their own web, left to ponder at the injustice.
Crying at a wrong doing has the same affect as smiling.
Only it doesn't. For the smile brings upon chance.
When the harsh reality snaps at your fingers,
Realising that any broken mind can imprint on its own behaviour.
At that moment, street lights brighten,
The spider gains footing.
The Man of time becomes the woman of life.
More gentle, more forgiving.