I keep a smile on,
I tell the world all my dreams will come true.
I try to keep my heart alive.
I fill it with happiness,
That's the least i can do.
I'm a bursted star.
I'm a fading call.
I'm a caretaker of an abandoned settlement.
My hopes have been erased.
Don't tell me,
Don't fight me,
the fire in my heart,
I can see my dream in ashes.
My prayers are my cure,
work and worry is on my mind.
Come on,
fight me.
I have told the world all i wanted to say.
I remember the time when i was afraid to say.
I have no issues with anyone and none with myself.
I still have belief in myself.
I don't know why.
I'm the waves crashing on a paper boat.
I couldn't escape my own storm.
My heart is riddled with thorns
yet it refuses to tell its tale.
I still live happy and laughing,
knowing I'm a barren land.
I'm a caged bird.
I'm a caretaker of an abandoned settlement.

Every now and then, she pays him a reality check.
Under normal circumstances, he would have tried to correct.
He would have made himself scarce,
discreet,
and regret,
ever soldiering this together,
all a vain attempt.

Cold and calculating,
just a minor defect.
Simple and straight,
she starves trust to death.
Lonely roads, the sun's heat,
she dreads.
Despite this fear,
she never lets it hover,
the shade of a friend.

His ego,
melted and reassembled like candle wax.
ivy's scent caught him in a web.
The blind man has a menial,
a very unimportant niche.
Cash the reality cheque,
before it bounces right back.

There are things you're good at,
I'm good at others.
But, the things I'm good at,
are more important.