I just want you
to be happy
but sometimes
and selfishly
I want to be
your happiness

But
'happiness is a choice'
you say
and you didn't choose me

I clung onto the idea
since you made me happy
it would be the same for you

What is happiness now?
where has it gone to?
In time, society has robbed us
the real meaning of happiness

Go on your own way
and pursue your happiness
for your smile, is my smile
your laugh, is my laugh

and I'll be happy
when you find your happiness
because I love you
always have, always will

beware when you fall in love
with an artist
be it a painter, a singer, or poet

for the artist will
paint you
with strokes and hues
in shapes of every kind

sing about you
with heartbreak lyrics
and feelings which rhyme

write about you
with the simplest words
and a secret message she wants to say

beware of the artist,
and her love
one wrong move
and you're an artwork in her display

the feeling i get
when i see your smiling face,
is so overwhelming
that i can't even begin to describe it.

d.l.b.

You said you crave attention.

I'm prepared to give you all the attention you could ever need,
yet you pretend you don't hear me knocking.

Why?

Are you afraid of the feelings I have for you?
You don't understand.
I have had these feelings always, they are nothing new.
Are you afraid of losing me because they are not reciprocated?
You don't understand.
I have had these feelings always, and they have never been reciprocated.
The only way I will give up is if you continue what you're doing.

You're pushing me away and i'm tired of trying to catch up.

You're too busy with work you say,
yet you go to parties with him.
You're too busy with school you say,
yet you always have time for him.

I'm not jealous because you kiss him,
i'm jealous because he is stealing you from me.

I dreamed a dream that could never be true
and yet I still stayed up waiting for you
though why my heart held on to you
is something I will never know.

and though my heart cries out for things
I know will never be,
I still dream a hopeless dream
of us, of you and me.

What if I were a better friend to you?
Would you still talk to me today
Or would things remain the same?
What if I were a better lover to you?
Would you still be in my arms
Or would you still have fallen for his charms?
What if I were a better son to you?
Would you still care for me
Or would I be but a distant memory?
What if I weren't alive?
Would people miss my presence
Or would people not even notice my absence?
I just don't know...

When I'm around you
you make me see
colors that don't exist

Somehow I always find myself coming back to you
Your absence made me feel like my heart had an empty hole
your voice, your face, your pure and sweet soul
Fills the nothingness inside of me
Let's repeat the past and come back to the start
Where you made my life a work of art
Let's repeat the past and not fall apart.
Say you love me once again
Say you love me, sweetheart.