To fight on.
To continue the battle that is under your skin.
To not give up, unless sacrificing for others.
To feel the pressure on you caving in.

Some days there will be bliss.
A relaxing peace.
A sweet happiness.
The calmness seems to never cease.

Danger comes to play in life.
We work passed it.
A danger we put in the past.
We see the past and must omit.

We shouldn't give up on anything,
No matter how small.
They will make us grow,
They will build up us all.

Some things you have to do,
No matter how bad or scary.
We move on and on,
Remembering to be wary.

Not all of our lives are fortunate.
I've heard of some amazing stories.
Hearing of people's triumphs,
And of their glories.

We keep another soul in us all.
Helping us fight.
Helping us unite.
Showing us the light.

Whenever you get a chance,
Tell your story.
You never know what could happen.
Remember that you are a quarry.

After the battle,
The view is horrid.
The walk a sad one.
Your head will feel torrid.

Why is the aftermath so bad?
Why do people go down the wrong path?
The stubborn ones who try to be heroes.
They felt what is selfisheness' wrath.

Not me.
I walk on down going my way.
I continue to move down road.
Making sure not to go astray.

I have a great feeling of existence when I am alone.
It's as if I can finally come alive.
I can go on for so long on my own.
I love the feeling when I can do what I want.

I love the feeling of being alone.
People tell me I am quiet while in a group.
Or maybe they think I can just be shy.
The truth is that I hate groups.

The blissful feeling of soaking in the air.
No one there to take your mind off of what you want.
There is no limit to the time you have.
You have your own agenda.

People think it's sad to want to be alone.
They are just wrong in judging that way.
Maybe I think it's sad to rely on others to have fun.
I love the feeling of being alone.

I love being alone.
It is wonderful.
To be alone is great,
but to be lonely is my nightmare.

As the stars in the sky come out,
I often ask myself,"who are you?"
I get the answers back,"You're pathetic ."
"You're amazing."
"You can do anything."
"You're probably the coolest person in the world."
"I love who you are."
After that I ask myself,"Am I that pathetic?"

I've been wondering a lot.
Trying to think of a plot.
Do I really need one though?
Maybe I'll just come and go.
To ponder may be all I've got.

I don't care what you say.
I don't know why you go on.
You act like you can control me.
You think the worst about me.

I don't care what you think.
You act crazy.
Your mind is plotting to take me down.
Well I think that's cute.

You wait for people to come around.
You single me out.
You throw your worst at me.
Little do you know they tell me about you.

I get talked to about your words.
How crazy you seem.
How undeserving I am.
How I am the mature one.

You won't take me down.
Go on and try.
I smirk and walk away.
We had something nice.

You gave it away.

The tempest goes on and on.
I'm safe in the eye though.
Sitting on a log with the snow in my face.
Down in the valley I roam.

In the snowy hills surrounded by trees,
I spend my time sitting on a log.
The echoing whisper of the wind moves on out of control.
Then I see a tree still with all of its leaves.

I move on towards the tree.
The only tree still full of leaves.
As I get closer it looks almost sad and droopy.
Maybe it is trying to stay awake all winter.

Maybe it doesn't want to be dormant.
It might not know when to stop,
Just like in human life.
There are some things you just sit back and wait for.

I've been waiting for some time.
I've been waiting as the heavy winds blow around me.
My life has been all but predictable.
But maybe I've waited too long.

The tree alone in the forest has been waiting for too long.
Its leaves hanging on so strong.
Sometimes it's better to just let go,
And grow even stronger.

The snow rests silently.
Moving in the wind.
Slowly falling too the ground.
Never stopping in the cold air.

It becomes part of the land.
It nurtures the ground,
The trees.
The leaves.

All around it falls.
On the ground.
On the trees.
On my head.

It won't quit until it's time is up.

Knowing an apology is useless,
is the worst feeling ever.

I creep into this space.
This tiny glass place.
I know it all to well.
I came here every time I fell.

The walls falling in on me.
Just wishing they'd hear my plea.
It's all over now.
I've thought too long on how.

It just needs to be the end.
So long I've thought on you I could depend.
No more will I know who I can trust.
I'm just a crumb on the outside of this crust.

I feel comfortable here.
This place is built on fear.
It's almost as if I like it.
I know it's too late to just quit.

So I reach to the sky.
I don't need to wonder why.
I'll continue to push and strive.
I'll get to the time I feel alive.

There is something I need to say.
I always wonder when if today is the day.
I tell myself it will be.
By the end I just decided to flee.

I don't know if it's because I'm scared,
Maybe I'm not prepared.
I shouldn't worry.
But I just leave in a hurry.

All I ever end up doing is running away.
I hate that it ends that way.
It's just the waste of space in my head.
It prevents me from going to bed.

I don't know if you know it or not,
But you're the reason I am and you're all I've got.
It creates madness inside of my brain.
You've seen me go insane.

Fighting off all that pain is hard and it comes back.
You've made me strong and have kept me on track.
You don't know what I need to say.
I can't lose you during my fray.

You've done more for me than I could ever repay.
I'll be leaving soon and going away.
You know I'm scared and I need you.
So when I'm gone what could I do?

You need to know something critical.
I've been here a while and have become cynical.
I may seem a lot different than a year ago.
I know I am but I still have a long way to go.

You'll help me through most of my fights.
The rest I'll keep inside and worry at night.
These things creep up on me and make me fret.
Not telling you is something I'll always regret.

You're the best person in this giant universe.
And I know that sometimes I'm just like a curse.
My words usually end up just fumbling out of me.
But you still listen to my plea.

I know I am not so pleasant.
Even still you treat me like a present.
I often look from the outside and wait.
I wait too long and now it's too late.

You have never once broken any promises.
Some people make promises that are hits and misses.
You just promise as I used to weep.
And you still have one to keep.

I've been thinking about that promise.
Something that could have been a great bliss.
I haven't called it quits.
I'll easily remember it.

It was two years ago when I really needed you.
Now you haven't got a clue.
I think I'll keep it inside.
I'll just wait for you to confide.

You've been the best.
A better person would be long lest.
You have no idea how much I love you.
I don't think you have a clue.

I wonder why I feel the things I do.
But yet I know exactly why I do.
I cannot help but to fight myself.
It's the only way I can feel alive.

Sometimes I feel like I am way up on a cloud.
Other times I feel like I am dissolving in a thick shroud.
I just cannot stop the battle inside of me.
It almost seems important to me.

But why would I need such a thing?
It is so aggravating to feel this way.
My mind cannot help but to go astray.
It is not fun for me that's for sure,

But I just cannot seem to bring my heart back to shore.

It's easier to be angry
I don't need to try
I feel the fire all around me
Burning through everything

The world is a wasteland
The water rises
The wind roars
The air is cold

Trees are falling
Buildings crumble
Everything falls apart
Unitl nothing is left

Remembering what everything was
Watching as it dies
Seeing the nightmare
Waiting to be taken

There's so much out there.
There are billions of stars.
There are stars we haven't even discovered.
But only one star in our entire solar system.

It's amazing that so much is surrounding us,
When it seems like we have it all.
We have slim to none.
But do we have all of the people?

We have billions of people on this planet.
Could it really be all of the people in the universe?
For some reason it still makes me feel lonely.
I'm afraid to find out there are no others out there.

That is why I believe there are more life forms.
I believe there are others so I don't feel so alone.
Maybe they could be our friends.
Maybe they could change our future,

But we can't be alone.

Thanksgiving is here.
For those in other countries,
Say "thanks" and pig out.

What if I'm not really okay?
What if my brain is just telling me that to be nice?
There is a smile on my face usually.
Maybe not as much as I'd like, but mostly.

I walk off in search for what?
Happiness? Serenity?
Maybe.
Maybe I'm looking for something much more.

What if I find something I never expected to find?
I don't know what I'd do.
What could I do?
Take action?

What could I do with what?
I don't know what I'd find.
I know what I want to find.
I know what would make me better.

A new beginning.

I'll be there
Do you actually care?
Why should you though?
I'll just rot away slow.

Without the real view,
How do I know if it's all true?
Now let it all out.
Get out and find what it's about.

Why am I even here?
Can't I just leave you here?
I don't deserve to be here.
I can't stand always being in fear.

I want to leave this place.
I want to go away into space.
I hate living in this fear.
I want to give up and leave you here.

From the deepest depths
     From the ocean of dark
          The deepest trenches

From the highest skies
     The beauty of the clouds
          The whitest light

The Sirens are everywhere.
They call out to me.
Their beautiful song goes on and on.
I can no longer see.

Where am I?
I get so lost.
Lost in thought.
Lost in life.

I need a way out.
A way of my own.
My own path.
My own life.

To have a place to call my own.
To be able to return to a place I'm accepted.
To go back into a place where people light up at the sight of me.
Well, that would be amazing.

There is that place though.
It's in my head.
In my imagination.
The greatest world there is.

I am somewhere between those deepest depths and highest skies.
Somewhere I need to be?
Not somewhere I chose to be.
Somewhere where I can make an impression.

It's an impression I'll make.

To happen without being,
To be without seeing,
To breathe without you knowing,
What I've done.

Why do I do it?
Why should I do it?
The answers I don't find,
As I'm up so late at night.

I feel so different.
This isn't the real me.
We know why,
But they sure do not.

It is such a bliss.
It is such a wonder.
Will it ever change?
Will I always be the same?

Why do I do it?
Why do I prove it?
I should just move it.
It doesn't belong here.

***** this weird way.
The answers are astray.
I don't know where they are,
But here is way too far.

Hello friends I have a message to say
I'll say it before my head goes astray. 
You don't care about me or others,
You're selfish and hide in the covers. 

Don't take this the very bad though, 
I am as selfish as and down as low. 
No one isn't selfish in this little space, 
We all just want to win this race. 

At times we want peace to be there, 
But it's violent and no one will care. 
Peace won't ever happen in this life, 
People like living in all of this strife. 

It's not even safe to go for a walk, 
We need a key for this to unlock. 
The key for happiness and serenity, 
The key just to find your identity. 

It's hard to not know who you are, 
When all you have is a terrible scar. 
I don't want to sleep when I think, 
I just wish some memories to shrink. 

I need something special to appear, 
Something to help end my fear. 
Not just my fear but the fear around, 
Remove the fear pound by pound. 

I need to wake up and smell the roses
But it's hard with the scene it poses. 
I can't wake up when I can't sleep, 
I'll just sit there counting sheep. 

 Who really will ever care,
I don't know but I will always be there 
How can this world really be right,
The answer is found when it's bright. 

I'm wounded in this scary creation,
A creation going into full damnation. 
Someday people will understand this,
Only when they find what they miss. 

Give us a reason to live,
And a reason we should give. 
We need a savior to help us stay here
Some people will die because of fear. 

I hate seeing others die for no reason
They search from season to season. 
It's so sad when someone has died, 
So sad that they just sat and cried. 

People need to realize what they do,
What they need is to get a clue. 
People are such terrible creatures,
Some have the worst of features. 

Sometimes people end lives with fear, 
They're the kind that can't steer. 
People need to open they're eyes,
They could be a reason for goodbyes

Forget about the bad things you've done.
The promises to yourself you've broke.
Forget them.
The choices that may be immoral.
Forget them.
The fights you've started.
Forget them.
The selfish deeds you've done.
Forget them.
The pain you have stored inside.
Forget that.
You are new and free to begin a new life.
Don't forget that.

Why look for all of those pieces,
In and out of all the creases?
Build yourself newer, stronger walls.
Build them where you don't have to watch as it all falls.
Watch as your strength suddenly increases.