Never shall I forget that girl who always kept me company
Never shall I forget her laugh, that always made me smile
Never shall I forget that mischievous grin that always led trouble
Never shall I forget the way she tossed her hair
Never shall I forget the way she used to cry
Never shall I forget the way she held my hand
Never shall I forget the way she said goodbye

What happened to the birds that used to sing
What happened to turn green prairies dark with death
What happened to the liveliness in the sky
What happened to the crystal clear water
What happened to the people that used to love
What happened to all the peace in the world
What happened?

If your the only one left
Could you go on?
The world itself would seem to have taken the other side
Would you continue to fight?
The last few breathes of a man
Would you close his eyes?
Your friends call you mad
And everyone disapproves
Could you still go on?
Will you go on
For a Lost Cause?

Why does death exist?
It makes humans sad
It makes creatures sad
The world itself will sometimes mourn
It creates delusion in weaker creatures
Makes them believe that they can stop it
Or that it's alright to take anothers life
Or it makes others fall into nightmares
In which they shall not wake up
But death exists because there is life
Death exists to teach us how to live
To cherish memories
To let us know that no one is immortal
To teach that there is no eternal happiness
Death reminds us to cherish
What we have

They laugh at me
Sometimes they call me nerd
They try to make me angry
For liking to read
Liking to write
For playing those 'nerd card games'
For not having my first kiss
But I tell them this
"How many trophies have you won?"
"How many medals have you won?"
What are your grades in your classes
How many friends do you have
How long are you able to keep your girlfriend
Few months?
And everytime they try to reason that my life still *****
But it doesn't
It's my life, so I'll do what I want

It must feel good
To strike at royalty
To ****** a blade with gold
To avenge the unjust hangings and deaths
To send the 'rulers of the world' to oblivion
To make them cry instead of hundreds of people
It must feel good
To slay royalty

How does it feel to think that you won?
To be so cocky as to 'let' me live
And as you laugh at my inevitable 'demise'
I slowly maneuver into position
Suddenly you can't stop exhaling
The breath is drained and you realize
That it was you who lost from the moment you saw me