You don't realize it was there until it's gone.*

That's why sweethearts' lose their sunshine til' there's none.
Change is inevitable, when knowledge is abstain.
So tell Polly she's a pretty bird before she sleeps in pain.
Sight from a far view tend to be better.
If the sun gets too close, the thoughts just might get her.
We are manipulated daily,
by the thoughts inside our mind.
They tell us things that aren't true,
leaving the better us behind.
We search for who we should be,
could be,
want to be
pretty.
Want to be
loved.
We want to be
sweet.
Though in past lives they
beat.

But once they get in they cannot get out..unless they understand what their sunshine's about. So tell them it's there and tell them to stay. They must stay themselves, or their sunshine turns gray.

On a day of bright and blue, stood a girl not more than two.
The girl was poor, and you could tell that she was living a life so unwell.
Those who saw her just would stare.
Though, I believe they were all scared.
Her hair, so tangled, it'd eat a monkey whole,
yet she was really kind at soul
She wanted toys and friends to share, she always wished to have nice hair.
If only they knew her mournful pain.
They all just assumed she was insane.
She blocked my light and so I knew, if anything she was quite the view.
When our eyes met she quickly blushed,
her face like cherries, completely flushed.
She begged for money and we chatted everyday,
though I never noticed as she wasted away.
It didn't happen right on stage, it happened later in mid-age.
Though if she lives on then we would be
a very happy family.
Her laugh would resound my very soul.
Her tears, her smile, really took a toll.
When I follow her she'd be so proud,
though I choose to wait until I'm allowed
to hold her,
hug her,
take her in.
Warm her,
and touch her tender skin.
All it takes is patience and proof she should live on,
after all, from the time we met I could tell she was so strong.
No longer would she be the stray outcast,
her ***** hands and hair in the past,
I would change everything,
but only *if it last

Ever since the repulsion,
the night was day,
clouds were black,
time just...swayed,
life lost meaning,
death lost value,
no one cut,
but no one cared,
everyone just sort of stared,
like a black hole ****** it all away,
alone I sat,
I never played,
Since the repulsion,
nothing remained,
not life,
not death,
not anything,
I was only a child,
until it all changed,
what was I supposed to do,
my life was deranged,
I was laughing and having fun,
it was all shock,
and in just five minutes I was stuck,
the ground had my feet,
I couldn't move,
I grasp the seat,
and pulled close,
I called for mom,
I screamed for dad,
but they just collapsed,
I was alone,
I was in pain,
the repulsion changed everything.

I'm not dreaming, I see it clearly.  
It's the haunting of a beautiful ghost.  
Without wings, but a clear, bright, white  
Sadly her story is misdiagnosed.    
No one knows how she died, or when, where, and why.  
  We only know what we imagined
But this never makes the good, girl, ghost cry.  
  She lives for us to love and care,  
no matter how sharp the thorns get.  
She wants us to know our weaknesses,  
she hopes we never forget.  
She's a legend no one knows,  
but we feel her pain,  
We, together, know her heart  
She can't live again.  
A beauty to bright the darkest path,  
  A life with ups and downs.
A tragedy more cruel than Romeo and Juliet.
   When the balance of life drowns.
The death of her was the death of me.
The pain,
    I felt it too,
A true dream that's heard when an angel sings.
only the biggest heart can see
  The most beautiful thing in the world,
        The Angel Without Wings.

Pain Pain go away
Please don't come another day
Let me smile,
without the rain,
dry the tears,
install the drain.
Let me feel a rainbow come,
let me live without the glum.
Pain pain go away,
Please stay away another day,
Don't make me sorrow;
make me doubt.
Just let me hope,
and let me shout.
Let me smile,
without the rain,
dry the tears,
install the drain,
see me shine,
like a sun.
I plead you please,
since you had your turn and already won.
Pain pain go away,
Just for me,
to live another day.

If I live am I materialistic because life is material?
  If I die am I stupid because I gave up before I got started?
   If I haunt in-between life and death am I still forgotten?
  If I cry will you mend my body back together so I can give the answer to everyone else?
  If everyone else was tone-dead would you sing to me?
If everyone else had two left feet would you dance for me?
If everyone else was blind would you call me beautiful?
If everyone else was lost would we be lost together?
If everyone else was dreaming would I be in your dream?
Well, I say yes to everything, because I'm only half-hearted without you.