Would you like to learn to fly?
Or would it be better if I tried,

Just leap off the edge,
like theres no chance of death,
and live like its your last day,

Whats the point of living scared?
come on, take the dare,
live life like theres no risk,
just for a minute,
pretend you don't care,
dance in the rain,
and sing like no one can hear

You only live once,
live like you'll die tommorow,
you'll have a lot more fun.

Back to the place where it all began,
where the tears first ran,
down my cheeks,
in a stream,
of pure emotion,

                                    why
                               does
                             it
                     have
                  to
              be
        this
   way?
Does the world hate me?
Why
     can't  
           I
            go,
               one
                    day,
                          with a
                                     smile,
                                              on my face?
I'm so sick of this,
I just want to be okay.!

black.white.black.white.

what if there was no color?

Then, we'd all drown in,
                                        
                                                the blackness,

and fade into the white,
                                          
                                                mismatch,
                                    difference,
                 but all so elegant,

                                               Blood,
                                                         tears,
                                                                  and whiskey,
                    
                                         They are not your friends,
                                     but keep them close,
                                 for they are enemies

black.white.black.white.

and we're back at the beginning again.

I want,
      a pretty looking
                leaf to fall,
                    and float through
                the air,

                                      Without a single,
                                                     care,
                                            the float through the
                                    breezy air.
Oh,
     autumn air,
             come to me,
     how I love the breeze,
autumn air, please come to me,
Because,
       I miss,
                 The whymsical way,
                                the leaves fall,
                            from the trees,
                     and are finally free,
               to float in the breeze,