I  got keep  hope  alive
Deep my heart  i never stopped loving you
All i wanted  was  to hold  u
Be the reason you smile
I just want be  your shooting star in your sky
i  forget the world when i look at you
The deck is stacked and all i want  was be ur king
In my eyes you  are my perfect ending

The other day
I happened to see a friend
who had passed away.
It was not until I saw him
had I realized,
I no longer cared for him.
I had been busy living
and after all these years
he was still the same.
How does one explain
to a dead friend
that people change?

I tend  not live in past
I live and learn as my words heal
I made some  mistake but  have wipe the dirt off my face
People live in past as way learn or rub mistakes in face of others
My words are my bullets
My pain is wake up call to move forward
It is easy rub someone face in the dirt
I don't  live in the past but  my words tell the story

it is easy to go in past and pick apart the things that went wrong. Its like playing back movie picking over looking the miss steps. We strive move forward but to keep moving we must learn from the negative to make it positive

They lied to me when they said that sticks and stones break bones but words don't hurt

I found that your words have branched and rooted within every splinter in my bones and the ache is nagging and constant

It's the guilt your words caused that weigh like boulders on my shoulders and every step causes a new fracture

Sticks and stones don't break bones but the weight of your words have crushed me