When I was a child,
I never ventured past the garden walls.
Blanketed by vines and moss,
they stood oh so very tall.

I didn't dare to imagine,
what was beyond them.
Mother said there were monsters,
and other scary men.

So I played behind,
the garden walls.
And so I was confined,
by the garden walls.

It wasn't till one day,
I was playing in the mud outside.
I kicked my ball over the wall,
and onto the other side.

I stood there for a while,
thinking to myself.
All I had was that ball,
and nothing else.

I was behind,
the garden walls.
But I wasn't confined,
by the garden walls.

So I disobeyed my mother,
and climbed to the other side,
and I was greeted by, to my surprise...

The painting on the wall,
reflect the simple songs,
we loved,
we shared.

The absence of the sound,
collected and compounded,
into one,
tightly wound bomb.

Did I expect for it to explode all to soon?
I can't explain how much it pains me to lose,
the one thing I loved.

I spend cold long nights up by the window,
watching and waiting for you to come home,
I won't sleep tonight,
or the next night,
or the next or the next or the next or the next,
or the next night.

But I'm fine,
I'm fine.

Don't waste your time,
looking back.

I want to experience, with you,
all the wonders of the world.
I know you don't believe it's true,
but love comes and goes, unheard.

I want to take you far away,
to place we can be free.
We can go or we can stay,
there's no set place for you and me.

You and I, we are invincible,
no one can break the bond we've made.
I know it's against all rules and principles,
but we haven't come this far to fade away.

I know that we think love is forever,
but I know that you'll fade away.
I won't cry, I won't complain,
I completely understand,
I'll just leave at your command.

Inside, my insides turn inside out,
heart wants to cry, but the mind just shouts.
Picking up on signals I missed,
tied in a knot, I'm no contortionist.

I hear the gunshot go off in my ear,
I feel the bullet pass through my brain.
I taste the blood on my tongue,
I try but I can't reach the reigns.

Out of control,
it's overload,
unbearable,
it's just not me.

Shifting the plates,
out of their place,
this new terrain,
is scaring me.

Outside, the outside world ousts me,
all because she brought out my disease.
I'd burn you down if I could, I would,
I'd pull the trigger, trust me, I'd shoot.

Trust me, I'd shoot,

It takes two to tango my dear,
I ruined you, you ruined me,
it's no big deal.

Crash and burn into my heart,
and of course, that was just the start,
you left a scar.

On fire and flying high,
like a meteor up high,
I'll crash and burn like you did,
into the heart of another.

I'm breaking bonds,
I'm healing scars,
I'm making my way out here.

I'm fighting for,
what I deserve,
let me make myself clear.

I'm rising up,
I'm making waves,
I've got a life,
that I'm not gonna waste.

I'll take two steps,
for every negative,
for every word they've said,
that put me down.

This world is raw,
it's fresh for the taking,
and I'm gonna take it,
and make the best of it.

I'm rising up,
I'm making waves,
This life is nothing worth wasting.

Breaking like waves,
my thoughts flow into shore.
Over the bay,
a haze moving closer.

I dive in,
dive in deep.
Let the thoughts,
seep in my skin.

Rushing like rapids,
love flows through my veins.
Into my heart,
and around again.

So I ride,
ride the stream.
Let the mist,
spray me.

I feel alive, the rush,
I'm rising up,
it's all too real.
I feel alive,
I feel free.

I feel,
and that's all that I need.

He never felt more power,
He never felt so invincible.
He never felt this feeling,
when holding something so simple.

He never in his life,
wanted to **** someone.
That was until,
he held his fathers gun.

Found it in his dresser,
under layers of underwear.
Behind the eyes that only stared,
was a machine in need of repair.

He picked it up with care,
and held it in his hands.
He felt his mind turning,
thinking, plotting, yearning.

Yearning for attention,
he didn't get from mom and dad.
No friends, no love, nothing at all,
he took the gun and ran.

He knew what he was going to do,
make the his parents and the bullies pay.
So he waited,
waited till the next day.

And when the school bell rang,
on a new day,
as the kids ran in from the playground,
he waited.

There are a few things I'll never forget,
in this short life that I'll live.
People come and people go,
so give them all the love you have to give.

Some faces will never fade away,
they'll be stained into my memory.
My mistakes taught me many lessons,
and those lessons I learned will follow me.

Give and you shall receive,
or just give because it's the right thing to do.
They say you come before anyone else,
but sometimes it's nice to put someone before you.

And when the world is putting you down,
turn that frown upside down, someone loves you.
Who exactly may be a mystery,
but that mystery is what makes this life so cool.

I lived for such a long time,
thinking I was the only one in pain.
Turns out I'm not all alone,
there are others playing the same game.

And if I could do it all over,
I'd break out of these chains and run free.
There are no boundaries to the mind,
the sky is the limit, so be who you wanna be.

This life is amazing.
This life is a beautiful thing.

They stand in a station,
waiting for the train to leave.
Her husband leans out the door,
she gets down on one knee.

As the train begins to depart,
his son asks, "where's daddy going?".
Mother looks at the boy, as tears slowly fall,
"fathers fighting the fight that's ongoing".

Years pass by,
the boy grows older waiting for his dad.
Mother sits in her room,
looking at pictures of what she had.

The boy walks in the room,
asks, "Mother, why do you cry?".
She turns to him, wipes the tears from her face,
you're father, my son, has died.

Years pass by,
mother sit in a cold train station.
She hold in her hands, a book,
as she reads a section called Revelations.

She hears her name called,
as the train begins to push forward in the dead of night.
She looks up as tears fall from he aged eyes,
her son is leaving to fight the ongoing fight.

I'm spinning out of control,
spiraling down,
overload.
I'm slipping,
just don't let go.

Stuck in overdrive,
mental meltdown,
I'm losing my mind.
My only enemy,
is time.

I feel my brain cells exploding,
the shores of my heart,
slowly eroding.
I cannot breathe,
my lungs are imploding.

I'll close my eyes,
hold my breath,
and hear the cries.
I need you now,
please save me,
I need you now.

Golden and orange,
they crunch beneath my feet.
With fall comes leaves,
my head full of empty dreams.

I know no bounds,
my mind stretches to infinity and back,
yet my dreams seem so dead,
untouchable at best.

My future seems bleak,
full of broken commitments and shattered dreams,
but right now,
I don't mind.

I'll carry on,
I'll move along,
because I know one dream has come true,
and that is to wake up alive.

Cold,
my bones rattle and ache.
Is there some other place?
If so,
will you take me there?

I can't fight this anymore,
metaphysically lost,
in a cyclone of dying thoughts and blank realizations.

I need more,
but I don't want it.
I want to be left alone,
I want to be saved.

I know there is a paradise out there,
but where?
Is it here?
Or is it there?
Is it real?
Or is it fair to say it doesn't exist?

I want to be removed,
there is no place for me here.
There is no place for my soul,
dead or alive,
shattered or whole.

Take me with you,
beyond the limits,
where we'll explode into oblivion,
and find the paradise,
the paradise we both so desperately want.

Paralysis surges over me,
I feel nothing, not even numbness.
Levitation raises me,
from my bed, I ascend.

I do not look down,
for I fear the ground.
Nor do I wake myself,
for if this is a dream,
I don't want it to end.

The air is cool up here,
far above the Earth,
far above the trees.

I feel weightless,
almost like paper,
as the breeze lifts me.

When I reach the stars,
the skyline, the end,
I stop.
My body drops,
and burns up in the atmosphere.

But I stay here,
my entity stays here,
where I float,
where I will remain,
till I dissipate.

Breaking waves and breaking hearts,
each are constant,
one after the other,
after the other after another.

Rain beats down on the still water,
on the once beating heart,
like a drum,
or a gun,
it echos.

Just another weathered face,
or maybe an empty space,
stuck in place,
stuck in time.

In the crowd, all alone,
the mind, a black hole,
Something special,
but not,
a rarity.

Holding onto a single line,
a single word,
a moment in time.
Slashed and torn,
what once was warm,
is now gone.

I lay here, paralyzed,
under the vibrant evening sky.
Clouds float on by,
this, I've never seen.

Such beauty before me,
I've only heard of in stories.
It's mesmerizing to see,
almost unbelievable.

What's inconceivable to me,
is that we're the only ones here.
There must be more out there,
in each tear in the space time continuum.

Birds fly overhead,
singing songs to the dead.
Some words are better unsaid,
her bed will be empty tonight.

Night slowly approaches,
as darkness encroaches the light,
the sunsets on another day.
Paralyzed, I close my eyes,
as I lay outside my shattered car,
only a few feet away.

An empty carcass,
beaten to death.
Left for dead,
in the concrete streets.

Cracked and all dried up,
it follows the breeze,
like autumn leaves,
dead and yet dancing.

The ground will open someday,
swallow you whole.
The sky is black as coal,
your soul will wither.

Like the carcass, you will die,
rise from your sleep,
deep underground,
but for now you suffer sin.

The minds of man are turning,
always yearning for more.

Heads are always rolling,
demanding perfection or else.

What constitutes that I'm another bill?
I think I mean more than you think I do.

Raise your fist to have it torn back down.
You have to stand your ground.

Put our nose to the grindstone,
only to lose our pay.

Men sit around, don't get their hands *****,
but think they have the right to take it away.

See the dollar signs in their eyes.
Money running through their veins.

We're just slaves for the industry.
We're stuck in the maze.

Everything is made of gold,
all they want is more.

We're just another bill,
they slip in their back pocket.

I'm just an empty shell,
of a broken man,
doing all I can,
to stand on two feet.

I can't find my place,
I can't get a break,
so I make an escape,
I'm getting out of here.

You can't give love,
and then take it away.
You can't give love,
and then run away.

I gave you the key,
and you walked right in,
reeking of sin,
I said I love you.

You took my heart,
I took your ****,
and that's not it,
that's not where it ends.

You can't give love,
and then take it away.
You can't give love,
and then run away.

And when I woke up one morning,
you were gone.
But what else did I expect,
you weren't the first one.

I can't catch a break,
so I escape,
I escape.

**** it off,
like a dog,
wasted and grey.

No more use,
just refuse,
to let it in.

It cries all night,
it begs for life,
took it away.

Keep it caged,
locked away,
from the girl.

She will scratch,
want it back,
what's hers is yours.

Dangle it high,
towards the sky,
above her head.

Make her fight,
make her cry,
make her beg.

Then throw it up,
take the gun,
and end it.

I'm surrounded by the storm,
it rages in my heart,
it tears us both apart,
the winds whip and wail.
The broken, beaten house,
tells a triumphant tale,
of a boy that wins the girl,
but loses her to fate.
What he creates,
is his own demise,
a tumbled turned fall,
he lost it all.
No one tore the rose from his hands,
he threw it into the fire,
he watched it grow higher,
he summoned the storm.
Now he,
I,
hold on for my life,
as this storm whips and wails.

Going for a walk,
up a tree,
maybe down a hill or two.

To myself, I talk,
about dreams,
and a life built for two.

Just another thought,
it seems,
as I think of me and you.

All the things I'm not,
make me,
not good enough for you.

I'm going for a walk.

My words cease to mean a thing,
the air is crisp and cool.
The trees that were once a flourishing green,
now look dead.

I wonder what makes them,
what makes me.
I'm brittle and rough,
like the bark on the trees.

I'm brittle and dead,
like the bark on the trees.
I'm nothing but me,
anything but free.

Quiet in my corner,
I wait for the coroner.
Quiet and dead,
and nothing else.

When right becomes wrong,
when light turns to dark,
when my mind can't restart,
this is what I fear.

This disease eats away at me,
and makes it hard to see,
it blinds me from reality,
and leaves me to die.

I feel it seeping through my pores,
and into my blood stream.
It strangles my heart and lungs,
consumes my mind like a bad dream.

It slithers under my skin,
like barbwire snakes.
I fight to make it go away,
but it takes much more than that.

Sometimes I think I'm better off gone,
better off dead,
why stay alive?
This disease will never let me go,
it will always hold me down.

Sometimes I think it would be easier,
to be underground,
than here.
This disease is stronger than me,
and will never let me be.

But for now,
I live,
till the day comes,
that I'm strong enough to pull the trigger.

Facing the demon is easy to do,
but pulling the trigger is easier.

I would fight through fire,
I would suffer through ice,
to have you in my heart again,
to not be alone tonight.

I'd walk through hell and back,
to see your face again.
I'd **** to hold your hand,
even if it's a sin.

There is no way to tell you,
how much my love has grown.
But I can promise you,
this love won't leave this home.

I'll never give what I gave,
to anyone but you.
I'll never love like I did,
when you loved me too.

The world is grey now,
I see through broken eyes.
Mislead and misunderstood in the end,
I don't cry.

I see the injustice,
as I walk through the concrete jungle.
Poor man suffers while rich man prospers,
reaps the reward of a rich uncle.

The world is crying,
and I can hear them all.
Their cries for justice and a land without corruptness,
pierce my ears.

Storm clouds clutter my thoughts,
lightning strikes my unlit brain,
now it sits, aflame,
electricity courses through the tunnels.
I feel the charge,
I shake the strife,
I feel the life,
I feel the need,
to save the world.

I love,
and we're unbreakable.
We kiss,
and we're untouchable.

I think,
of all that's possible.
We run,
and we're invincible.

I want this to live on,
but it won't if we're pretending.
I want this to end well,
but I can't remember the ending.

I fear,
and we are weakened.
We fall,
what are we seeking?

Something to save this,
something to hold us together.
Something insane,
something that will last forever.

Piece together the story,
write up a masterpiece,
just don't forget,
the ending.

Feed the people,
feed them the forsaken fruit.
Shove the sugary sweets,
frosted with sugar coated frosting and a cherry on top,
down their unsuspecting throats.
Top it all off with a bed time story,
about gumdrops and rainbows.
Then retreat to the catacombs,
where you, like all the others before you,
will die.
Famous for nothing,
but ******* an unsuspecting country,
you'll die a hero.

I don't want to grow old,
alone, by myself.
My heart has grown cold,
for I love no one else.

This isolation brings pain,
I don't think you understand.
I'm sane but insane,
I'm just a broken man.

The world is so big,
and I am so small.
I find the deeper I dig,
the farther I fall.

I feel beaten down,
and lost without hope.
I'm nowhere to be found,
just another lost soul.

I will rise from the ash,
of my burnt up past,
when I find you again,
if I find you my friend.

I feel it in my bones,
it's a growing feeling.
Aching like never before,
and my wounds ain't healing.

I've seen life come,
and I've seen it go.
I've felt hopeless,
but never like this before.

Sometimes I think so hard,
I scare myself at times.
What is coming after this?
What is the punishment for my crimes.

Life is so fragile,
I don't want to grow old.
I can't be alone,
but my heart is so cold.

What lurks inside me,
what keeps me up at night,
is of no concern to you.

You're delicate soul,
pure and whole,
would be tainted by me.

We aren't not meant to be.

I am wrong,
I am black,
I am darkness,
I will attack,
and tear at,
your innocent flesh,
and leave you alone,
and full of regret.

I will destroy you,
and then decimate whatever purity you have left.
And I won't care,
at least not like you want me too.

So please,
for both of us,
leave here tonight,
and never come back.

You want to push,
and shove,
and scratch,
and claw.

If you think I,
won't fight,
right back,
you're wrong.

I will make sure,
you feel,
the pain,
you dealt.

I will make sure,
you feel,
the pain,
I felt.

You cry,
and beg,
and weep,
and plea.

But I,
will show,
you no,
mercy.

You can't,
just take,
a heart,
to break.

I won't,
let you,
take me,
for-granted!

I've been broken down before,
treated like **** and nothing more.
But I won't let you get away,
I won't let you take my heart.

You hold my mind in your hand,
I hope you're happy.
Laughter echo's in a silent room,
you're the only one laughing.

Everyone stands around with straight faces,
glasses of wine in their hands.
Charcoal suits and bright white dresses,
you're legs are weak,
you can barely stand.

You think you're perfect,
with your pretty little face,
you're in a race against time,
I'm coming back for my mind.

You think you're cool,
at the party of fools,
wearing you're red dress,
you're just a mess.

Everyone smiles and stares at each other,
sharing glances and faces.
No one knows there reason they're here,
they just drink away the pain,
everyone gets wasted.

Your shiny white smile,
is stained with blood,
the blood from my heart,
the blood from our love.

Everyone's dancing,
they don't know they're dead,
lost lovers romancing,
over memories in their head.

The jagged teeth in my flesh,
is this what you did to the rest?
**** and twist till my flesh tears,
grab and pull out all my hair.

A cannibal, you rip me to pieces,
and I'm here hoping the pain ceases.
Dig deep into my chest till you find a heart,
pull it out and take it apart.

You're an animal, a cannibal at heart,
tearing apart poor souls,
and swallowing them whole.

Reach deep into my chest and squeeze,
grab my lungs and make me breathe.
Rip out my organs and rearrange them,
then send me on my way.

Send me far away,
far from home.
Somewhere to roam,
and be alone.

Don't let me see your pretty face again,
I might rip it off.
How much did it cost,
the mask you wear?

You're an animal, a cannibal at heart,
tearing apart poor souls,
and swallowing them whole.

She's just a ghost,
hovering over me.
I'm sitting here,
waiting for her.

She's just a mask,
hanging on the wall.
Trees grow and fall,
just like our love.

Under the light,
you can see scars.
Don't dig too far,
you'll regret it.

We fell in love,
we fell in deep,
up to our knees.

We slowly sank,
we couldn't breathe,
love's a disease.

Quiet got loud,
you ran from the noise.
You had no choice,
you had no hope.

When you failed to die,
you prayed for hope.
But God said nope,
and finished the noose for you.

You were ****** dry,
as was your soul,
burnt like charcoal.

You chose to die,
but you weren't alive,
the whole time.

So is this,
our last ballad?
Our love is,
an animal locked up.

Skin is cold,
room is quiet.
All we hold,
is our own hearts,
in our hands.

Do we feast or famine?
Do we unite,
or say goodbye?

Is there love here?
Enough to sustain?
Are you afraid dear,
that with the outcome will be pain?

Do we feast or famine?
Do we unite,
or say goodbye?
Do we fear the phantoms,
of our past?
We will crash,
and burn.

I lost you somewhere along the way,
somewhere deep inside my brain.

I never thought I would see,
and when I did, I couldn't believe.

I'm just trying to find my way.

I feel everything,
even the bells when they ring.

The bells, how they toll,
searching for my lost soul.

I'm just trying to find my way.
I'm just fighting for another day.

Wrists smudged with red,
let the voices in your head.

I thought I was immune,
but I'm just a human, out of tune.

I'm just trying to find my way.
I'm just wondering astray.

Another statistic right,
says I'll **** myself tonight.

Another statistic right,
so why is no one by my side.

Comfort me.
Comfort me.
Be my friend.
Be there in the end.

I'm just trying to find my way.
I'm just trying to survive,
another day.

You aren't like the others,
they deserve much better,
you are not worthy.

They wear silk robes,
and other fancy clothes,
you are not worthy.

Under the hot sun,
you become no one,
you are not worthy.

Move the mud and sand,
and mix it all by hand,
you are not worthy.

Whips crack down on your backs,
you use the energy you lack,
to fight forward.
Moving blocks of sandstone,
you work together, die alone,
don't say a word.

You build for Pharaoh,
and because you know,
you are not worthy.

You migrated here for hope,
but all hope was lost,
when you were enslaved.

Whips crack down on your backs,
you use the energy you lack,
to fight forward.
Moving blocks of sandstone,
you work together, die alone,
don't say a word.

Whips crack and skin tears,
cries go unheard.
People walk by and stare,
men stand in herds.
Beat them till no one cares,
slaves have no worth.

We were given love in a season,
we loved each other without reason,
we lost ourselves in the crowd.

You took my hand and said to run,
the year had just begun.
When the leaves fall from the trees,
I want you to please,
remember me.

Words dripped from my mouth,
two free souls trapped in the same house,
the silence just got too loud.

April washed away dreams,
May brought on new beauty.
The world was never so clear,
till the day came,
Spring time was here.

We lost ourselves in love,
we could never get enough.
Shuffling through the crowd,
we became the same,
we got lost in love's game.

I'm a liar and a thief,
I feel no grief for the poor,
if I want, I'll spend some more,
just 'cause I can.

I'm blind and I'm numb,
I love to beat my drum of greed,
come here, let me plant a seed,
I'll manipulate your mind.

And you may ask why,
why would anyone listen to me?
Well friend, it's simple,
I have money.

I'm rude and inconsiderate,
Africans starve and wither away,
while I set here and shove my face,
with exotic pastries.

I'm deceitful and plain evil,
I love hearing the masses complain,
about how I don't share, I have no shame,
******* you measly peasants.

I most likely don't ****,
because I'm rich enough to not have too.
I'm also made of plastic,
being rich is ******* fantastic.

I'm the epitome of what you want to be,
rich, handsome, and some what happy.
But I'll never be happy enough,
because I can never have enough money.

I sit at home in giant rooms,
and eat money by the spoonful.
I love the way it gleams and shines,
under the chandelier in my dining room.

Best part of it all,
is the fact that I am free.
Free of taxes,
free of work,
free of everything.

So when you see me driving to the New York Stock Exchange,
bow before me,
kiss the floor please,
and don't forget to wave.

We set the standards for love too high.
Love has no standards,
no boundaries,
no prerequisites.
Love is more than an emotion,
to love is a lifestyle.
To love is not a choice.
It is an involuntary feeling.
It comes and goes as it pleases.
It can bring out the best in us,
and the worst.
Love can create,
love can destroy,
and love can ****.
We know nothing before love,
we are numb and blinded by the euphoria of false love.
It's not till you love when you realize this.
It is not till you love and lose,
that you realize,
you loved the person.
Not their eyes,
not their face,
not the memories you can't erase.
You loved the person,
the little things you didn't account for,
and you didn't care if they were perfect or not...

because they were perfect to you.

Are you going to the show?
They're playing jazz tonight down on Main Street.
If you're going, let me know.
We'll find a quiet place we can both meet.

I want to dance with you all night.
I want to sing and cheer until the morning.
I want to dance in the moonlight.
I want to do something so this night ain't boring.

Will you take my hand?
If you do I'll show you all around town.
I'm not the most handsome man,
but I'll show you the world if you come with me now.

We'll live a life we've only dreamed.
We'll spend the night living like never before.
We'll hold hands under the moon beams.
We won't stop until it is the morning.

This town is such a small place.
There's so many places I want to go.
So just let me know,
are you going to the show?

Get the girl,
don't let her slip away.
Let her love you,
kiss you,
hug you,
just don't let her get away.

She is the world,
the stars and the sun,
everything in one,
the only one who can get you to crack a grin on that cemented face of yours.

The moon comes out at night,
and shines glowing beams of light,
and it reflects in her beautiful eyes.

She can make you,
and she can break you,
but most importantly,
she will take you,
far, far away.
To places you've never known,
never seen,
and all in between.

But in the end,
she will break you.
Take your heart and tear it apart.
She will bring you to your knees,
have you begging please,
and in the moonlit night,
under a starry sky,
she will walk away.

And in this moment,
your heart will harden,
lock up,
and become stone.

She will make you feel broken,
an empty shell of a man,
when in reality,
she is the creator,
of a brand new soul.

When you shrivel up inside,
and feel like you're not alive,
remember the good times.

Remember the love,
the laughs,
the life you shared.
There are no words to describe the pain of heartbreak,
but one thing can describe it,
you are no longer a child.

Before you can truly love,
you must lose.

So go get the girl.
Love her,
kiss her,
hug her,
and when the time comes,
let her go.
Like a butterfly,
let her roam,
and always know,
she is the one who opened the doors to your heart,
and open your eyes to a world of love before you.

Have faith,
in what little you have left.
Have hope,
have dreams,
you are not dead yet.

Believe in time,
in patience,
in waiting.
It will surprise you,
how after all you do,
you are rewarded.

There is little to believe in on Earth,
for all we can believe in is not visible to the naked eye.
We can believe in each other,
in our fathers and mothers,
but that's about it.
The rest exists in a non-existent realm.

Now is it wrong to blindly believe in something we can't see?
Or is it noble, honorable,
to have faith in something we truly believe.

Are we fools,
for following a god?
Or are we fools,
for following nothing at all?
Or are we fools,
for questioning others faith?
Or lack thereof.
It really isn't our place.

We all dream,
we all believe,
in something.

Lose yourself in the faith that you have,
and then worry about finding your way out,
before you worry about,
others beliefs.

You're a light headed,
lovestruck,
immature,
inexperienced,
boy crazy,
bewitched girl.
You're enchanted and infatuated with every boy the says your name,
they tug on your heart strings like a game.
You think every guy is a new lover,
when truth is,
they're just another guy.
But I do have words of advice.

Keep chasing them.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
Because one day,
you grow up,
time passes,
and you're old and alone.
I don't mean to be depressing,
but the point I'm trying to get across is,
be light headed,
be lovestruck,
be immature,
and be inexperienced.
Be boy crazy,
and be bewitched,
have your heart broken,
but never forget this...

Just have fun while doing it.
Because life is just too **** short to sit and sulk,
or to cry and complain,
oh, it drives me insane!

Nothing is perfect when you're young,
in fact, it's far from it.
But it's not suppose to be, it's suppose to be fun,
so do yourself a favor,
and enjoy it.

Live a lot,
love a lot,
and most of all,
never forget these rambling thoughts,
written down on the back,
of a letter from the bank,
saying I over-drafted some eighty dollars.

(See, growing up *****.)

I see the future in today,
I see it in you and me.
I see the past, fading away,
not forgotten easily.

We are the scene, we are the future,
bright minds in a dark time.
Defending a nation, we can't lose her,
we fight for our dreams and our rights.

The world is beckoning for salvation,
and we can save it, but only together.
Rise from the ashes of our ****** nation,
and we can make this world better.

For I believe, I have a new found hope,
this nation is not backing down without a fight.
We'll stand together, and do what we know,
and what we believe is right.

We're marching down the streets of The City,
demanding peace and rights for you and me.
We're screaming into the ears of the Idiocracy,
deaf because they're blocked with a hypocrisy.

We're blind if we think we are the forsaken,
they're suffering in other countries.
Just because you're right to hold your gun was taken,
doesn't mean this is the end for you and me.

We're crying out "******!" when an animal's slaughtered,
you'll put animals rights before you're daughter.
And when you're daughter can't get a loan for college,
just remember, you chose animals over knowledge.

We're blind if we think we are the forsaken,
they're suffering in other countries.
Just because you're right to hold your gun was taken,
doesn't mean this is the end for you and me.

They are the forgotten!
The forsaken!
We lose sight of the worth of other human life!
We are mistaken!

I spend every night that same,
lying in bed,
lying in pain.
Waiting for someone or something,
to heal my open wounds.
But I've been waiting and it seems,
these wounds ain't healin' soon.
I spend every night staring,
at a pale white ceiling.
And I wake every morning feeling,
like a forgotten doll,
propped up against the wall,
under the bed,
dust from head to toe.
I'm not sure if I'll ever know,
of a love like ours again.
And I'm not sure if I'll ever,
not feel numb again.
My mind is wired,
but it's wired all wrong.
Like an off key song,
it makes me cringe.
So tonight I will binge,
all the memories of us.
And then I will purge,
every last bit of trust.
Erase it from mind,
before the sun rises,
and then I will rise from this bed,
and pretend to live again.

I've been sitting here,
for what feels like days,
but only a few hours,
have wasted away.

The doctors said,
you would be okay,
but that doesn't mean ****,
we're back here again.

I never thought I,
would get that call in the night,
saying you were here,
fighting for your life.

But I knew you weren't,
fighting at all,
because I think this is,
our third trip this fall.

I don't want to see,
you have to leave,
but it's best for you,
and for your family.

I'll visit everyday,
until you come home,
and when you do,
it'll be forever, I hope.

Oh how I wish,
you'd rise from that bed,
and say everything,
felt happy in your head.

But since that is not,
the case here tonight,
I'll sit by this bed,
and hold your hand tight.

Sitting in the sand,
watching the waves come rolling in.
The night is young,
but I am old and broken.

Lost in thought,
sitting on the sandy shore.
Staring at the full moon,
thinking their must be something more.

I'm waiting for hope but the tide is rising,
the waves will soon swallow me whole.
And when waves crash over my head and **** me out to sea,
I will be home.

The moon reflects,
on the water beneath it.
The ocean will,
give peace to all who seek it.

The chilling water,
slowly creeps it's way up the shore.
Dragging down,
rocks and sand to the ocean floor.

I'm waiting for hope but the tide is rising,
the waves will soon swallow me whole.
And when waves crash over my head and **** me out to sea,
I will be home.

The world was much easier,
when I had you in my arms.
I made a promise to you,
I'd protect you from all harm.

I never thought the ocean,
could bring out such emotion.
That was until I lost you,
to the ocean blue.

So please,
take me.
Please,
take me.