If you focus on the pain
Mild sore aches or strain
Does it fade away
Enough for long as
sun does with shade

Measurements of mixed context

The more we sit inside
Idle minded led astray
Nature's chemistry in flux
Diametrically perplexed
Medication stimulating parts of the brain

I will write you this song to get back what's ours'
Would that be enough?

You took a day off away from me
Away from our crazy little world
Which you used to enjoy and love
Because things became complicated
And you felt suffocated

You needed a time to breathe
A space where you will just be free
Because you need to find yourself
Which you've lost along the way
Of searching THAT THING CALLED LOVE

You asked for me to let you go
Because you are not happy anymore
Then i remembered the 6 WORDS OF TRUTH
I made a decision in favor of you
Hoping you will come back to me someday

Everytime that i think of you
Which most likely the only thing i do
Because all the things surrounding me
They all reminds me of you
I MISS YOU

One day, you sent me a text message
With just three words written on it
Reading those was the LONGEST SECOND
And HOW CAN IT BE? that those three words
Shattered everything i built for seven years

HOW FAR can i go to have you back
To what we are before things got out of hand
If i could just turn everything UPSIDE DOWN
For you are what i wanted in my
PAST, PRESENT and even my FUTURE

I will do what i can to get back what's ours
For I AM NOT LIKE YOU who will easily give up
I'll stay by your side and endure the pain
Because you are worth fighting for
But will that be ever enough?

When will be the time that I'll be enough?
To make you feel the happiness i felt
When will I be enough?
To fill the void for you not to ask space
When will I be enough?
To keep you sane in the crazy world

When will my love be enough?
When i already gave you all that i am
It will never be enough
I will never be good enough for you

give me a number,
the appropriate label,
and compare me to the rest.

set me aside for a rainy day when you’ve exhausted through your list.

lets face it,
i’m just another: nothing more, nothing less.

everything i am to you
is that which you can see.

you simplify me down
to something for your frail mind read.

sometimes I wonder if this feeling is the voice of my own perceived inadequacy?
will someone ever really just love me for me?

When I was enough
I caught the downbeat
Broke it right,
Knew how to run it
Just a little bit harder--
Caught it on the upswing,
Watched it lose itself,
Let it go.