my blood may be red, but my life is black
i live in a hopeless world, why does my life have to be

why can't i stay in life with a child's mind
always curious, with no sorrow or doubt

my life is only living in a shell
hiding from my world, which i cannot tell

always in darkness and it feels like hell
with my burning soul that kills me to tell

i can't figure out if i want to live or die
when i visit my world it scares me inside

i need to figure this out, i don't want to die
i want that feeling that i'm still alive

as our life is now, will never be like it once was
is your life what you wanted it to be or does life have you

your life will always be different, things always change
we cannot control change, so we must change to control

change we cannot sometimes control, because time won't stop
so we always must try to stay in control
control of our lives and who we want to be

always be your own person, and let no one
i mean no one guide you but yourself

They asked me what it's like
to be in love with him

I said it's like the rotation of Earth
so familiar
like meeting the sunrise
each and every day at 06:34 AM

yet so new
like the solar eclipse
that occurs only once
after a handful of mundane years

They say the eyes are the
     window to the soul,
        I say looking through
can make you lose control.
     Climb through to depths
            you can't imagine
        and you'll discover
   the sunshine within,
        and a love so **genuine.