To whom it may concern,
You do not know me and I don’t know you.
You will probably have no effect on my life.
We will never meet by chance
Or fate.
That stuff is just pure imagination.

To whom it may concern,
I will never experience love at first sight.
I will never be saved from the tower.
No prince will sweep me off my feet and carry me away
To a castle and make me queen.
That stuff is just pure fairy tales.

To whom it may concern.
I will never look deep into your eyes and see a future.
I will never be dazzled by your smile and your laughter.
I will never be charmed by your good looks.
I will never be held in your warm embrace.
That stuff is just pure hopes.

To whom it may concern,
No one will be mine
And I will never be someones.
So let's just go our separate paths
And never think of each other again.
That stuff is just pure reality.

Two roads . . .
One side is light and the other
                                               is dark.

You, the reader, would naturally assume
That I chose the light path
Because the light exposes secrets and deception.
                                          
                                                But I am being guided by a fox . . .

He told me to go down the dark path
                                               And being me I was gullible and went with him.

I was given a single rose
For some special occasion
A day of hearts and jubilation
It does not say who it is from alas
But that means someone must love me
For who I am!

Thank you to my admirer
For loving me
And if I knew you I am
Sure you would say the same!

I have waited for you
White Rabbit.

I have waited for you
To run back into my arms
And tell me that I will be okay.

But how ironic it is to say
That you are late.

Hahahahaha
                    hahaha
                    ­              ha. . .

“Why am I in pain?
Why does my heartache?
Why are my feelings buried so deep?
Who put them there?
Why can I not open the chest to my love?

Why can I not feel love anymore?
Why does everyone hurt me?
Why will they not let me in their mind?
Who are my true friends?
Why does their ignorance swell in my eyes?

Why am I not loved?
Why am I not cared for?
Why do I care about what they say?
Who began this masquerade?
Why am I still playing it?”

“Why am I so alone?”

“ Because you are not like us.”

I was told that if I wished upon a star
It would come true...

I wish it hadn't...

I have lost everything
And everyone I loved.

On that cursed star, I lost my life
But I got what I wanted.

I miss what I had.

I will never wish upon that ****** star
Ever again...

I would smell your intoxicating aroma .
I could taste your venom poison my soul.
I used to love your devilish grin
And your stone cold eyes.
But your love is radioactive.

We were nuclear.
We were going to go off any day.
The question was when and how?
Our chemical reaction was doomed from the start
But your rancor stained my heart.

All you had to do was zoom in...
You would have seen that my smiling mask
         was cracking..
My bright eyes
          were dimming..
My very soul
          was fading..
Maybe you could have saved me.
Maybe you could have listened.
           To think...
  All you had to do was zoom in...