To take a picture from my eye
Or what a wonder it would be

Snap it up like a memory
Hold the painting forever more

Such beauty that can never be captured
No mater how hard man tries

Oh such a feeble thing
Holding life in one's hands

To watch life come in the world
And watch it leave

Such a feeble thing
Letters and words in ink

A mortal body is different
Such strange knowledge in ones mind

If only
If only I could express what this feeling is
If only I could write every thought I have
If only I could write the history I know

It would be so simply, really

I should be happy
I should be thrilled

Counting the days off
Till I see a friend

Getting to enjoy simple pleasures
And rediscovering myself in them

And yet
Through all the holiday joy

I'm numb
And drained

Perhaps I do carry the world
When I make everyone else feel better
And don't have enough for myself

Oh silly me
for falling in love

Oh silly me
for thinking it would be possible

Oh silly me
For falling for you

Simple and sweet
**** and dangerous

Yet I care
Oh silly me

Such a simple thing
The concept of looking beyond flaws
Understanding a person
Inside and out
Choosing them to cherish and hold
To guide and protect you

Should have been a happy moment
Rewatching a classic
Smiling that I resembled the main character
Laughing that I had her personality

But I didn't laugh
I didn't smile
Because all I saw

Was a little girl, who called her father a beast
And fell in love with a little devil instead