What words do I write?
I put them down, but are they right?
Do they paint the picture, give you sight?
Do these words empower, give you might?
Do they illuminate, give you some light?
Do they cling on, hold you tight?

What message do I send?
Do these words make sense, are the pretend?
Do these words give you hope, give strength to lend?
These words are in my mind, they are my only friend.

These words are my blood upon a sheet
They're where reality and imagination meet
They are my defenders, my enemies they defeat
Without these words my heart would retreat

But do they make sense, when they fall upon foreign eyes
Do you feel my pain, my love, do you realize
That these words are my soul not my lies

you made this.

so revel in your creation, doctor frankenstein,
it was not i who chose to come into being.

you forced me into creation,
and now you must live with my screams in the night
my burnt wrists
and the haunt of a smile that lingers in my eyes -

you did this,
not
me.

One dull grey day had just passed
Leaving me feel like an outcast
Then thinking of what had gone wrong
For me not to feel strong.

As I think deeper
The thoughts are getting weirder and creepier
Making me feel like lost in a crowd
Making me shout out loud.

When I am already calmed down
I shook my head and frown
Realizing I have more important things to do
That to keep on feeling so blue.

So I stood up with my head held high  
And said, "I am now ready to fly"-
Fly away from my sorrows
And look up for better tomorrows.

Well now,
I seen you got that look in your eyes
I know you saw right through my disguise
This front, this mask I wear
Trying to tell everyone
"Beware"

Yeah sweet,
I see your hidden side,
That you've been trying to hide,
But please, just be fair,
I'm different I really do
Care

So...  
You've seen what's been hidden
Underneath the paint on my face
I guess I'll have to apply a layer again
Can't let anyone touch my grace
I like being a mystery
Trapped in a
Haze

And...
There you are, out of my view
After I had a glimpse of the real you
Now I won't be put off
Or easy to faze
My life's complex
So I love a
Maze

It's true,
I do enjoy a chase
Sometimes, getting caught
Just ruins the game
So, as I look over my shoulder
I begin to
Wonder

I see...  
I'll  show you respect, admiration and grace,
I'll  continue to follow  but slow up my pace.
I still have my wits, but that's a wonder,
Considering it's your spell that I'm
Under

Do you now...
You know that I run for a reason?
I hide my inner light,
Cause I'm someone no one believes in
This life has been hard
And I'm the one dealing the cards
But I know now, I'm not the
Queen

Ah,
Unbelieved in is what you say?
I see it from another way,
You deal me the cards, and I pocket the hearts,
And you had it planned from the start,
You outplayed me, my trickster queen,
As we exit arm in arm as our final
**Scene

It's been a long time coming
I have made it this far
My life has hit a point of numbing
I hit a bar
I can feel it slipping away
Control is lost
I tell myself not to fray
Because in life you are your own boss
Only you can fire the people in it
You do have control
Every opportunity that comes you can hit
Even if it's not a grand slam you can still say you swung
Because the effort is better than the regret
You're life will not be taken form you like a smokers lung
So let's make ourselves a bet
Never live life out of fear
Because you'll end up being the one to shed a tear

a warm dawning sun
rises slow on hazy horizons
with winds wildly
blowing
down endless
interconnected currents
we wake up
to birds singing
timeless songs of morning
and our forgotten past
leaves us hanging
like willows weeping
in the rain

An evil queen ruled so unfair
Turning peasants away.
Orders smoothly “bow down to me”
She sneeringly would say.

I am her servant but a
Loving childhood friend.
Misguided by our parents
She followed their harsh trend.

A prince from another country
Caught the queens glowing gaze
But he turned his head away
for another girl of praise

I fell in love with a peasant
Skin as fair as pure snow
When my queen asked of her dispose
I could not tell her “no”.

Her people acted against her
Rule by forcing down her door
Unknowing of her strings of fate
Her servant gave a roar.

I offered to take her place as queen
Since we’re born as twins
before she could protest once word
I put on her royal pins.

The queen watched her brother, with shock,
Leave the safe castle gates
She put on a peasants old cloak
Worrying of both fates

I am now the evil queen and she
Is now the queens small maid
I stand up on this pedestal
Upon the peoples raid.

The maids gaze stopped on the queen
With tears in her green eyes
As the blade dropped down upon him
Bloodying the blue skies.

Sometimes
        The
    Hardest
       Part
    Of *Life
             Is
    Never
    Knowing
       *Why