I look at lights,
Laying beat and battered,
hoping,
thanking,
proud to cry,
I simply stare,
to greet my maker,
welcomed in by midnight sky.
I lived a great life,
I die a great death,
I saved my country,
I paved the world a new path.
No coins,
a shame,
but it's worth what I name.
Victory!
I bow,
vicotrious,
I bow to many,
I bow to all.
And now...
I fall.

I exit the stage,
but the actor still lays.
I know the faking hurts,
but I learn it often pays.

I scream inside,
but it echos from the corners that I hid.
I get tired of all I tried,
but getting told, "You lied."

Cherry tree, cherry tree,
please won't you,
fall down on me?

I close my eyes for a brief,
but non-stop horror gives me grief.
I beg for some relief,
but I am buried deep beneath the reef.

I see the sky with hopeful eyes,
but inside the sun the devil maybe lies.
I know my clinging causes sighs,
but I fall apart after goodbyes.

Cherry tree, cherry tree,
please won't you,
fall down on me?

If I were a caterpillar,
curious and small,
I'd wonder the world,
and never judge what I saw.

If I were a butterfly,
fragile and lone,
I'd fly off to places,
I've never known.

If I were a bird,
so high and free,
I'd quickly fly,
yelling, "wheeee!"

But,
of all the things I could be,
I think,
I'd want to be a tree.
A giving tree per-say,
perchance,
around me,
all the children dance.
Spins and swings,
laughs and tears.
I'd want to remove,
someone's fears.
I do love the air,
and the sea,
still I'd rather be a simple tree.
Of course,
that's just me.

I lose my breath,
I lose my mind,
I lose my thought,
I fall behind.
As my cogs,
begin to grind,
I lose my footing,
I intertwine.

Alone,
so timid.
Watching the world,
the lost faces;
the stone sky.
Black and white.
These people claim "crushed soul",
the town claims "no life left unlost...",
beyond this grey sky.
Rainbow?
Wake up.
This world is too full.
This world of "just too plain."

The sun sets at 5.
least happy alive.
Comfort in the moon,  
much like I.
Each routine day,
I let out a sigh.
For I have worries,
if worries are there.
For I have feelings,
I don't believe are fair.
I can numb,
I can bear.
For I am brave,
among this mask I wear.
For I am paved,
into this life I fear.
For even if no one knows,
I AM HERE.
I am fully human,
not a half,
not a bit.
I am finally smiling,
though my thoughts may not quit!
My smile is home now,
and a home where I'll fit.

I am funny,
when you get to know me.
I am crying for you,
when your sun don't shine.
I am happy,
if your happy.
I am always going to try,
to be the person you want to find.
I am thinking about life,
in a way that's so abstract.
I am sleeping right when I get home,
I can promise you that fact.
I am wishing I weren't invisible,
and solitude wasn't my fear.
I am crying on my inside,
for someone to see me here.