When I was younger, I used to think I was going to be a Star.
Under a spotlight where everyone knew my name...
I was five.

Now, I want shadows and to be as far away as possible.
Hidden and far from consequence,
And even further from myself.
Where my name is not a name,
But just another word without any true meaning.

When I was younger, I used to think I was going to be a Star.
Now, I want to disappear.

I should have jumped overboard when I had the chance.

Remember our song?
It tiptoed through the tall grass.
Twinkling stars sang along,
While we danced barefoot in the moonbeams.    
Lyrics of lies woven from tales of passion
And unfading love led us astray;
Lost in each other, and lost in the naive allusion
That our song would last forever.
Fireflies glanced over, flashing their warning lights
Before carrying the melody far away.
I hear that song still, all alone on starry nights,
Floating by on the cool breeze.
I remember.

My heart
Its currently pending

Lets talk about the elephant in the room
Its dark and scary and likes to consume.
Towering over me with her ghoulish smile
She knows everything even your denial
Comsuming your heart and even your smile
Casting her shadows is ever so vile
Her name is depression and she will never go away.
Just hides in my  darkness just waiting to play.

You are my lighthouse in this stormy sea of darkness.

Funny how much a pretty face
Hides what goes on inside.
No one catches the faint trace
Of tear stains on the cheek.
No one sees the lost spark
In the stormy eyes.
No one notices the mark
Of sleepless nights.
No one sees the disgrace
That troubles the heart.
But they all notice the pretty face.