There's something different about him The way he moves The way he carries I can see the curiosity in his eyes I can tell he wants to say something But the words aren't coming out Maybe he's shy Or maybe he's just tired Tired of the dead ends A true mystery..... And I'm interested
What's wrong with you? Maybe there's interest But you won't know unless you say something to her She's beautiful And you can't afford wasted moments The road blocks in the past Have blurred your vision Like staring at the sun But at the same time You're still able to see her
when i recover, and if you are found, apology mouth, to return all my sound. the cries, never made, as they kneel at your face, marking a promise, to finally stay.
I hope when my time has come And I'm long gone Someone looks at my words The words that came from my soul All the feelings of love, pain, happiness, emptiness, growth And they know they would have loved me
I wish I could sleep in peace Lay my head down and put my mind at ease But I count wolves instead of sheep And remind myself of the demons I keep Twisting and turning Stomach churning Questions burning Anxiety relishes in my defeat