Mixed emotions are coming through.
And I have to stay fit, can’t let them know I’m feeling blue.

I stay in character, and I stay okay.
But deep down inside, I think I’m starting to decay.

They ask me how I’m doing, if I’m feeling fine. I keep a smile on my face, but what they don’t know, it’s a big lie.

Fighting the tears and the sorrow everyday. I try so hard to keep up in this earthly play.

But I think we all are, and that makes me feel sane. That the whole world is also, feeling this pain.

Standing here with Philip Morris
Looking over the Seine
Wanting to dive forward,
And let the water rush in.
I can’t shake this feeling,
Of internal depth.
I need to jump,
All the way to my death.
I want to be forgotten,
Never to be found.
Go so far into the river,
Where I can’t hear a sound.
Happiness and joy,
are full in the streets.
But inside of me,
I feel incomplete.
In this city,
I’m supposed to feel only love.
How come I can’t find it?
Why am I a lonely dove?

Oh, the primary color that makes me feel,
How is it you compose me to seem unreal.

The way you make my lips pop,
And how often we make traffic stop.

I think of you when I rage,
Occupying my mind, while on rampage.

The thought of passion brings me to you,
With roses entangled around, if you only knew.

Garnishing my physique in extravagant ways,
That ruby you put on my finger, wow, I must say.

Wrapped around my skin, vibrant as ever
Red, you make me feel oh so clever.

Dominate, what you are perceived to be,
But warmth, is what you bring to me.

Running through my veins, and pumping my heart.
This life you're giving me, please never part.

On, Valentine’s, the day that is ours,
We’ll lay back, and stare up at Mars.

Red, there is no doubt I love you, my body in it all,
You add meaning to my life, and that will never fall.

The End.

Tequila, te **** me.
Run through my veins and my mind.
Intoxicate me until I can’t feel my mine.

Give me something close to the real,
But maybe more as a trill.
Passable, relatable,
That feeling everyone’s killing to feel.

Tequila, te **** me.
Take me over and take me down.
Make me lose control til I can’t hear sounds.

Get my head spinnin spinnin,
Make that music loud.
Get my hips thrillin thrillin,
Have me standin out in the crowd.

Tequila, te **** me.
One more time.
Baby please baby please,
Give me one last whine.

Till I loosen your width,
Till I’m making you grip,
Till you gotten me whipped,
Make this good fruity drip.

I ripped it out of me,
to give to you.
But in your hands,
It never grew.

Though I let it stay there,
I let you play around.
For awhile I loved it,
Til you let it hit the ground.

But I picked it backed up,
This time my stance lessened.
Put it back in your grip,
I didn’t learn my lesson.

Now, was a good time,
you held it for awhile.
For a few moments,
it gave me a smile.

Then you thought about it,
And you thought about you.
What was mine in your fist,
Couldn’t do.

So you let it drop,
once again.
Shattered to the floor,
I should have known then.

When you turned to leave,
I pleaded for you to stay.
And the trance I had on you,
Prevented you from going away.

I wasn’t finished,
and I wanted more.
So I picked the pieces up,
Oh, the ****** gore.

This time on my knees,
The red running down my arms,
With them far out stretched to you,
I begged you to do no harm.

And you took it once last time,
And you gave it one last gaze,
You toyed with it a bit more,
It left me in a haze.

But you only had room,
For one of it in you.
Mine wasn’t enough,
Was it true?

So it fell from yours,
And I tried to save.
The damage had been done,
To the love I gave.