We breathe in fear like smokes in our lungs,
Yet we see hope like light from the dark,
All that really says to me,
To Hope you must firs know Fear.

She's kinda cute
In her little red dress
and that quirky smile

She's kinda cute
Tying her shoes wrong
tripping and dipping every now and then

She's kinda cute
Trying to be bossy
With a 5'3 height

She's kinda cute
Every time she looks around
Looking for what's wrong in the world

She's kinda cute
With those eyes gleaming to the skies
Hoping those eyes crosses mine

She's kinda cute
How she talks to you about her day
and how she could've spent it in another way

She is cute
that's not an understatement
She is cuddly, warm, and full of love.
She's like nothing you've known before
But that's something you'll find once and never more

I once knew a Girl that was flawless in every way
She's smart, funny, and looked perfect everyday
She sit's up straight and act as a lady should be
And cries at night for her hopeless glee

She thrived for perfection
And corrected herself from all imperfections
A Radiant Queen with virtues to uphold
A valiant woman with no worries to hold

She said to herself that this was what she wanted
Yet her heart lies in another thread
The Rebel princess that said F to it all
The same rebel who stood high and tall

She runs away from life not responsibilities
And holds a deep love for the uncertainties
A Blank slate, an endless road
She'll forever hold the door where she'll truly follow

In Wary Times Death Plagues us,
But i Guess Death Was Always Around us.
In Fortunate Times Life surrounds us,
But then again Life Never Left us.

War stays the same
It takes lives left and right
And mother earth suffers a grave form of blight

War stays the same
It is fought by weapons of war and men
And people die in rows of ten

War stays the same
We fight for a cause so dim and shallow
And believe we are right and have faith that's hollow

War stays the same
It never changed no matter what race
Greed and Sins that makes men fall from grace
Acts of war seems evil yet right
History is changed by victors at night
No one wins a war with two sides
The truth that all men fear is war never dies

For Every thought filled with Doubts,
For Every Second thoughts with Uncertainty,
For Every tears in your sleepless nights,
For Every Screams to your hollow pillow,
For Every Regret from a decision poorly made,
and To all the success you'll surely gain,
L i V e  O n . . .