Its been days since i heard from you
The Last i saw was ur hair from the queue..
Your heart grew so big to be my muse
All these words in search of a clue
My nursery rhymes fails me
All I wanted was to be with thee
I wander the street at last
To be Free from the choices have made  "cest la ve"
To break Free from self destruction
To make way for whats to come
That who i Had became will define who i Had become....