Sometimes-
I am just too afraid to grow up
So I lie at the window
And count the stars

Picture a wall of glass
As clear as air
but solid as a stone

I stand behind that wall
And the world’s on
The other side

I can see it
And it can see me,
But only through the glass

I can’t touch it
I can’t reach it
I can’t feel.

For that wall is in my soul
And I can’t break it alone.

you here
she smiles
you leave
she silences-
wants to see you fly
not shattered in the sky

Suffer with me
Just a bit longer.
Starless nights
In the city-
Watching, waiting
For a glimmer of peace.
Shooting stars
Zoom too fast for us
to make a wish, but truthfully,
I don't think either of us would know what to wish for.
Stare at me just a bit longer.
Dimmed eyes
Spiral out of control.
"I ain't a kid no more,
We'll never be those kids again."
Said we'd never hurt each other and meant it. Guess we didn't know how hard a promise is to keep. And we sing our emotions cuz we're tired of screaming and not being heard.
Overdose on lullabies
The starless nights
Seem to go on
But the songs,
The songs are lovely.

there are tears stinging her eyelid,
so many emotions are whirling round and round,
and her heart clenches as she looks ahead.

but when she looks into her future,
she sees nothing,
and she wonders.

for if she deserves one,
as someone so silent,
who cannot seem to find her voice.

and she ponders,
if she has the will power to influence,
or whether she will fall apart.

Music is life, let the lyrics be our story, notes be our heart beat,
Music is love, a melodic expression of our forever lasting memory,
Music is dream, my dream, your dream, our dream, their dream,
Music is imagination, music is but a melody to our wild imagination,
Music is comfort, more than just the resounding sound of beauty,
Music is moonlight, in the gloomy nights of my life, your life, our life,
Music is happiness, found even in the darkest of times, darkest of days,
Music is escape, our ultimate escape from sadness, worriedness, nervousness,
Music is heart, discovered through the hidden key in our repeating playlist,
Music is everything, not just me, not just you, but also us.

If you can stand the midnight black,
The moonlight night sky accompanying the full moon,
The shades of darkness in fading streets,
The dark stains of wooden shelters,
If you can stand the mud that colours your hand,
The dirt that makes up life,
The smudged charcoal on the visual artefact of an imagination,
The reflection of the melting dark chocolate in your eyes,

If you can stand the darkest of life,
The darkest of times,
The ultimate escape from sadness, worriedness, nervousness,
The darkest souls of Halloween,
If you can stand the thunder over its storming clouds,
The black anger, the venom, of the volcano
The rising smoke from its eruption,
The black dust seen in daily life,

If you can stand the colours of black in mime,
The melanistic colour vibrant of any big cat species,
If you can stand the blackest pupil,
The darkest reflection through the mirror,
If you can stand the breached black dusk,
And the darkest sides of life,
Why can’t you stand the dark-coloured me?