just stop
yeah it's going to be hard
but you have to stop
you can't start again
until you stop
you know it's bad
so why the heck do you do it?
you don't like,
your friends don't like it.
So fix it
and stop it
before you regret it

there's this little island
it doesn't have a name
its a place where people hold hands
but it's never the same

This island is always different
Its a pit stop
between lonely and spent
and lovey dovey slop

The nameless island
it's north of the friend zone
but it's not a couple's land
and time there seems to drone

so what is this little island?
that doesn't have a name
where people hold hands
but is never the same?

Shoulders light
with the lifted weight
of being over you
I can now jump higher than ever
run faster than before
because I'm no longer longing for you

it's like floating
that feeling when you know
you're still on the ground
but you're up in clouds

when you laugh so hard you can't
when you smile so big
you can't stop

it's the feeling of empty corridors
turning into ballrooms
where you dance all night long
conversation  turns to song

because you're smiling so much
and laughing so hard
and floating so high

that you're up in the clouds
but your still on the ground

So this is what it is
a tug of war,
a pulling on the heart
Heart strings chiming
that's never being heard
So, its an empty echo,
A shout into the empty
Because they refuse to hear
but empty voices echo
in longing
in hope, they will turn around
and finally hear the sound of
heart strings chiming but,
until then
its an empty echo

there are some people, who go through the motions
they don't care
at least, that's what they want us to think,
because they could care-less
they say school doesn't matter
yet, they spend hours studying.
simply, to avoid getting in trouble.
To prevent getting things they care about taken away
so, they do care
just, about not caring
they say they don't care about labels
or means names
but punches still hurt
even if you say they don't
they say they don't give left hand about anything
because they're stuck,
stuck, in a paradox of not caring,
because when they don't care,
they say don't care because they care.
but because they care the have no choice but not to care

I don't remember much
but the detective going mad
trying to unclasp hands, reaching for air
and major Metcalf saving me
what i remember most is
running, running for your embrace
looking up into your face
that i'd never thought I'd see again
I was giddy with joy and shaking with fright
you hold me close,
i explain how i once taught the children
that i couldn't help. how i thought you were the murderer
and you hold me tight
tell me it's alright
that's when they dim the lights

when you try to break a cookie half, someone always gets a bigger piece
torn from they're heart
someone always hurts more
even if they said they're "okay" with it


Don't you see
or are you blind?
oblivious?
you always were
you think i'm okay with this?
well i'm not! inside i'm braking to bits
because hearts aren't perforated to break down the middle
so yes, i'm hurting more than you know
you always saw so little
is this, this uneven split
what is called mutual?

3 wishes
one two three,
can't ask for anymore
so call me evil for not wishing for world peace
but would you like to live like dirt?

we are human
at least that's what we like to call our selves
Without war
there's nothing to fight for
Take away the fight
and you take away our nature

we are human
we need to fight, we want more
we have an undying compassion
so we wish for things that can't happen

So yes! you can most certainly wish for world peace,
but you take away the fight in you and me

its silly
I know it is
but i can't help but to wonder
what if?
What if you two weren't together?
What if on the slim chance that would happen,
you'd fall for me?
What if, the world just stopped
and it was just us
What if!
what if i said I love you
what if what i'm saying is the truth?
What would you say?
I love you too?
what if  my what if
leaves me alone and aloof?

Because this is my fault
that it's you and me
not us
please do remind me
who stormed off the buss
screaming "you cheat!"
when you were the one who got caught
and you thought
that it was my fault
that you weren't loyal
had to sleep around
let our love spoil
so yes it is my fault
I made the mistake of loving you

Society
the place where you are expected
to wear a mask
a facade
because forbid you're different
you're not a size 2
don't share the same views
And if you don't
wear a mask
to this masquerade we call life
then its an icy blast
of cold shoulders
because you're different
you don't care
you would rather live you life in the light
than play masquerade

People build fortresses
High and mighty
walls that tower above the trees
Walls that can be seen from across the see
These walls that we build
they keep people out
our secrets inside
but it gets dark
and lonely
with no one inside

no one to hold you when you cry
so when you build your walls high and mighty
build a door
with a lock and key

As children we had dreams
Passion that twinkled in our eyes
but then,
Reality struck
it glazes our eyes
the  passion that once blazed, dies
ashes of our dreams on the ground
but that's okay
you can grow flowers,
new dreams
where the ashes
of burning passion used to be

The daily despise for many
Morning delight for a few
The few who see the truth,
the worth, the value

the old-hearted
trapped in youth
the thirsty for knowledge
the ones who need to know
the natural born sleuths
the scientist
the ones who ask why

these are the few
who see dingy halls
and see success
this mind set puts them above the rest
these are the few
who see the truth