They say that an endings
is just a new beginning.
But what makes me crestfallen
is not because you bid me goodbye,
or the tendency that the winds of change
will blow our sails differently.
No, it's the dread feeling
that I'll start a new beginning without you,
after everything we've been through.

You are like the rain.
As much as I would like to grasp
little rain drops in my palms
and tuck it in my pocket,
keep it with me.
But no, as much as my heart
wants it, yearns for it,
not all things in the world
flows to your heart's delight.
So I'll try to enjoy the rain's presence,
while it's still pitter pattering on my windowsill,
unsure of when will it go away.
I'll let it soak through my skin,
savouring the feeling, every last moment.
Cause your'e like the rain.
I'll never know when you will come again.

you poor, poor selfish girl
the earth does not revolve for you
nor does the galaxy twinkle for your heart's delight
the winter does not glisten for your smile
nor does the cloud took color for your glee

you poor, poor selfish girl
your no special just like any other being
you're just a girl like any other thousand girls
your hurt? so what?
you crest fallen like any other thousand girls
so don't think your any betterf

i want an escape
where my hands sparkles with magic
adrenaline coursing through my veins
there is excitement and fun
and all i care about is saving other people
where i dont want a prince
but he still willingly comes to me

i want an escape to this ****** up life im living
where my hands are scarred
tears seeping through my cheeks
there's delussions and torture
and i can't even save myself
where i want a friend
but they all willingly walked out with my life