In this world
Full of broken dreams
I asked the silence,
"Have you ever been hurt?"

It came close,
For all I could hear,
It murmured something,
In my ear,

"People shout,
They hurt me,
They speak the worst,
And they break me."

I starred,
As long as I could see,
But gone was the silence again,
How could this be?

I imagined,
Everything breaking,
The voice of people,
And the faiths shaking,

Everyone speaks
And every heart can be shattered
Why hurt like this?
When we can be better?

Christopher
Still thinks of her
He keeps blaming himself
He can't imagine a life without love


He keeps thinking about that night
When nothing went according to his might
He has to suffer
For she was his only pride


This loss is a tragedy
His life is so lost in all this agony
If only she was here
He must have felt like a king after victory


The city lights make no difference
So around his heart,he builds a fence
People all around crack jokes
As he seems to be losing his sense


He shouts but no one to hear the cries
He calls her name as in Heaven,she sighs
He wonders if there's a way,
So at night in the dark, up in sky, he flies

I don't want to think about my past,
Who doesn't know? It's not going to last,

Hiding my pain, I put on my gown,
Wondering if I ever could get out of this town,

When I reach the ladder to go up,
Something pulls me back with a struck,

I walk into the marquee of this freak show,
'I am the odd one' is what I come to know,

The carousel takes me back to the day I first rode,
Since then I have been going round and round and nothing more,

"Is this a nightmare?" is what I think,
"No" , says a clown with a mysterious ,atrocious blink,

I run as fast as I can, far away from there,
But the horror won't let me go, it's always here

Memories haunt me on my way to life,
Help me –I guess I'm not doing it right