These days I've been smoking more
I sit behind my house on the floor
You probably haven't noticed or even care,
you're living your life while I have time to spare
Wearing all black like I'm ready for someones funeral
But don't ask me if I am, its rhetorical
Cigarette in one hand, head in the other
Trying to find a purpose is actually quite tougher
Than just becoming a ghost, an invisible
But walking with a ghost by my side is typical
Whispering like dead children from the grave
Putting thoughts into my head like a shockwave
Whatever, I'll just ignore it anyways
Had enough of this ******* for 365 days

Clear skies with a dark mind
Wind blowing through the trees of the lands that were once forgotten
Run through the marigold fields with torn shoes
Resting feet lay in the small river
Lay down in the grass with flowers in your hair
Watch the clouds, what does the mind portray?
What you see isn't always there
Walk home holding your shoes
As you go to bed, you repeat it all in your head

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'll silently cry
because I can never be with you

I looked out the window
while sitting in a taxi
and listening to all the songs that reminded me of you.
I saw city lights,
signs flashing,
and felt the sudden nostalgia of you.
In that moment, I realized you didn't need me,
care for me,
love me
the way that I did about you.
The taxi cab stopped, so I paid the driver and started walking.
As I wandered down the lonesome streets
I wrote your name on a paper airplane,
watched it fly in the wind,
and never looked back.