You live through me
And I live through you.
By living through each other,
We live through ourselves, too.

Oranges and greens
go paint your dreams
but I'll wear my shroud
under a dark black cloud
your equitus smiles
and falseness beguiles
ashen faced frowns
on the face of the clowns
the paint that you wear is a thin veneer
a veil of crimson over all that you fear
so sup the wine and let it flow
for what you shall reap is all that you sow

You enjoyed it,
Do not lie,
You had fun playing with my heart.
You threw me around,
And then smiled and laughed
As I fell apart.

Ruined minds
And stained lives,
All caused by you.
I hope that one day,
Your destruction will cease
So we can all pull through.

How does it feel
To lie to the ones
Who love you for "you"?
I hope you feel guilty,
As it is not only we,
But they who suffer too.

I am a flower, while you are a garden.
I am a cloud, while you are the sky.
I hold you closer as you run away,
As I am hello, and you are goodbye.

They do not see her,
For she is the invisible one,
The one who fixes broken friendships
And is a shoulder for all sobbing hearts
But who nobody notices.
They do not see her,
For she is the invisible one,
The beauty that is found
Within misery itself.

Everything is monotonous.
Endless rain falls in my heart,
And I dampen anyone
Who dares to come too close.
If only the sun would find me
And dry me out.

Your shattered souls will, one day,
Be remade by someone new
And returned to you,
But I understand that right now,
You are just a group of disintegrating hearts,
Smiling in the daytime with pretence of happiness
But falling asleep behind curtains of tears
In the lonely darkness of night time.