You push and pull and grasp at air, nothing.
Who are you looking for?
What is it you want?
Why are you never satisfied?
Insatiable.
Always, always, always.

I long to retire
Into the Woods that you once feared
The woods--they claimed to be filled with danger
"My dear, once you enter the Woods, it'll never leave you"

I long for the Woods
That seems to be my only companion
Where the roots cling to you slowly, pulling you towards it
Never letting you go, always with you

I long for peace
In the Woods that controlled my being
Held my arms and feet to its whim--
A puppet of a tired soul

I am alone in the Woods
I screamed for help in futile attempt, fully-knowing
That no one can salvage me
This is the Woods they warned you about.

I've done my part
Gave you some pieces of my also broken heart
But I guess you're the only one who can fix yourself
Pick up your story up from the shelf
And put an end
To the suffering you've been through
Cause I no longer know what to do

Try to find yourself first, I guess
Cause we can't even get a grasp of your arm
as we delve in deeper into your soul of a dark abyss

I read the writing of the rain
It's borrowed page, my window
As my fingers trace the lines
Of otherworldly words that flow

I look beyond my windowpane
As curtains of water dance
And think beyond these liquid walls
That these droplets might be returning my glance

Is this as good as it gets?   'cause
I'm feeling a little bit tricked,
I'm feeling a little bit foolish like
my dream's had it's pockets picked,
I've been waiting to see
if the hands of Fate
have slipped me a hand
that's not mine,
but it's getting late
and while I've been waiting
she's robbed me of all of my time,
my time,
Fate's robbing me all of the time..

How can she expect to live
Her life on her own terms?
When even water moves
Only in a high to low direction?
These chains will always
Keep her bound.
Never let her fly away,
They'll always keep keep her locked to the ground.
Having a life of total liberty
Once used to be her dream
But it was as perpetual as
A house of cards it seems.
Now she's grown up enough
To face the reality that
This road is too rough.
It'll bruise her feet as she moves
But she can never get up from the ground
Not ever.
Even winds dont blow on their own
Their direction, decided by the sun.
In this brutally practical world
Used to live a silly girl.
Who was illusioned that all her great dreams
Would, one day, come true.
So she dreamt on and on
Not realizing that all the hopes she had
Were nothing except wrong.
The world's full of paradoxes,  they say
But she wasn't aware that
Life could really turn out to be this way.
She has to survive and also die
According to someone else.
The poor bird has been given wings
But not the permission to fly.
She'll die one day, suffocated
But shall learn to be happy and content
And wont even complain about how
She was never given a chance,
Ever, to prove herself.
One day, she'll fly away with a smile upon on her lips
To live her dreams in heaven.
----x----

Loneliness is a great friend
He never lets me wander alone,
Forever standing by me
He's there when all doors close.
He's one friend i trust
And i know no matter what
He'll be forever beside me
He's the only company I've got.