I love the way the leaves change in the fall, and..
When they blossom , All around New Things to come.
new Things to discover.
life is like an Open canvas.
Rolling around in the spring air.
Unable to be stopped.
Never sad.
yeah that's the kind of life i wanna live.

Just imagine giving someone everything.
Every little thing.
All your happiness , fears, sadness , tears.
Watch it get smashed to the ground .
Just as it meant nothing.
Just loving them as you watch them love someone else.
Just like you we’re not good enough.
That's how i feel when i love someone when they don't love me back.
Not good enough. Not worthy.

Everyone's life is valuable.
but when someone has
"depression"
They don't know what it is
they don't have it bad.
They're just sad , huh?
but , what if you're wrong?
you don't know
your words could end it all.

Meaning.
where's the meaning?
In the songs,
In the books,
& in life.
Where's the point?
What's the point?
To live?
Or shall die?
Where's the meaning,
to this insanity.

storms,
rain,
clouds,
thunder,
& etc
they are all beautiful.
in nature of course,
but oh hell,
when "nature" becomes
your mind.
those storms and rain
aren't so beautiful.

i linger in the bitter cold.
my eyes lost in the ocean of stars.
my mind pondering the last words we spoke.
"im sorry" i whisper as i become the bitter cold and the gorgeous stars.
i could not leave them.
so i became them.