She's taunting me
Search the house
Inexplicably freezing
I know I feel her ghost
         Irreversible torture
         Facing her once more
         I fear what's left before me
         May be my only resort
She's got me by the throat
I can't choke out a scream
Her eyes pierce my own
Until I finally know what this means
         I'm gonna have her forever
         As faithful as my shadow
           Now I'm left counting days
             Until she calls me back home
Deep below
                         Down, down I go

What are you supposed to say,
How are you supposed to talk,
When the world stops listening?

She could die any day.
Just tip-toe away.
                                                                But what would they say?
They still say she's okay.
                                                                      ...They don't say "please stay."
They cry when good men die.
They cry when they are scared.
They cry all the time.
They cry here.
They cry there.
So why?
                                                                                             Why?
Why for her,                                                               they don't cry?

Here she will fly                                                     between fire and sky,
                                                                                         in an ocean
her only air being devotion.
Life&Death; her only notion.
                                                                        Is it bad to wish for a potion?
A spell to make this spell go?
She may try so-,
                                                                                  but I just don't know.
Why?
                                                                                              Why?
                                                                                  Why can't they see?

The lost,
the falling,
she's calling
she gives them a sign,
she loses grasp of her life's line.
Why?
                                                                                              Why?
                                                                                  Why don't they cry?

Cry for her.
Care for her!
See her here!
                                                                                         Please..
                                                                                                   one tear.
Suppress her deepest fear.
Her pain is not mere.
She WILL fall,
if there is no bridge,
between the buildings in her mind.
She WILL tumble,
down,
if no one holds her hand,
and she get's left behind.
Save her.
Savor her.
For like this she will not last.
Deprived of what she needs,
internally she bleeds.
                                                                                             Cry
for just one day.
Prove to her,
she will be okay.
Teach her,
how to no be alone.
Love her,
don't leave her on her own.
                                                                                             Cry
Don't lie to her.
Don't act so refined.
She knows those lies,
she isn't blind.
And for once,
just for once,
when her thoughts have intertwined,
I beg of you,
I plead of you,
no one leave her behind.

If you give a wishing stone,
she'll travel out all on her own.
She'll  leave behind the fear and pain,
and keep herself from going insane.
While her friends are getting diagnosed,
she'll be somewhere in her boat.
Maybe she'll have tea for two,
but at least she'll know what to do.
And they may ask, and plead, and beg to be in her world,
but she'll certainly say,
"Be gone, be gone, or off with your head."
Which should be said, since they cursed her be dead.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
she'll truly feel all alone,
and for those who never cared "be gone!"
The queen has finally sang her song.
She was never a fool, just a withered small bud,
and those pigs would throw her around in the mud.
So sure she dreams and dazes off,
but she can do whatever she wants.
She earned a bit of recognition,
for all antagonize and inhibition.
Give that girl some cheer,
she fought a war for all those years.
Stop the hate for her being crushed,
unlike some, she had no love!
The glass shattered hard,
it's no surprised it became shards.
Giving time and yells,
doesn't heal, it kills.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
you've given her one happiness finally of her own.

i have always
been lonely
i need no one
pain holds me
in its dark embrace
once more
go away
just leave me alone
i have cried
every tear
just for you
and now you
don't care anymore
leave me alone

I'll be gone, I'll be gone
from you I will be gone
I won't look back like I did,
I won't be the unfortunate kid;
who loved you unnoticed, being broken and shattered
you'll not be the same to me anymore,
because to you I never mattered...

my love, can you listen
to what my heart has to say..?
It's for you why it was shining,
it's because of you it became so grey
now so shallow and so empty,
with no shadow, just regret so plenty
but you never saw it, you never will
this time it's myself I wanna ****..

hey, magical lady
can you think of me the same, maybe?
the way I always keep you above myself
being unusually selfless and reckless from itself

hey, everyday I think of you
please think of me sometimes too?
because I'll be gone and I'll never come back
even if I do, I'll never again crave for your love which I lack..

I'll be sad, just hope you're happy
my life without you may be scrappy
but you never cared for it, you never will
this time, it's time for me so stay still..
because I won't look back like I did,
I won't be the unfortunate kid;
who loved you unnoticed, broken and shattered
you'll not be the same to me anymore,
because to you I never mattered...

I'll be gone, I'll be gone
from you I will be gone
I'll be gone, I'll be gone
It's for you I will be gone

you'll miss me when I'll be gone..