Day 1: Blithe
(bl-I-the); happy or joyous
"I'm sorry but I'm rather blithe right now. It was nice to meet you."
Day 7: Convivial
(kon-viv-ve-ul); friendly, lively, or enjoyable
"The room spikes from dull to absolutely convivial just from your precence, darling."
Day 15: Pulchritudinous
(puhl-kri-tood-n-uhs); extreme physical beauty
"You look absolutely pulchritudinous tonight."
Day 16: Love
(luhv); an intense feeling of deep affection
"I love you."
Day 30: Veridical
(vuh-rid-i-kuhl); truthful; veracious
"This isn't how it used to be, if i'm being completely veridical"
Day 45: Simulacrum
(sim-yuh-ley-crum); a slight, unreal, or superficial likeness
"You were just a simulacrum for real love!"
Day 49: Lugubrious
(luh-goo-bre-us); full of sorrow or sadness
"Will the lugubrious feelings ever stop?"
Day 50: goodbye
(good-bi); used to express good wishes when parting
"Goodbye..."

Every day I wake up and expect to see the sun rise                                        
and see it set.                                                                                                          
                                                    And everyday I wake up and go to school,
                                                                                                 Find my friends,
                                                                                             And set our target,
                                                                 And when your group comes over,
                                                                                  All you do is pick on me,
But if you were isolated,                                                                                      
And I was given some security,                                                                          
                                                 You wouldn't think about messing with me,
                                               You’d be the one who’d walk around all day,
worried,                                                                                                                  
terrified,                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                       that someone
                                                                                    was going to insult you,
                                                                                                 every single day,
So when I wake up and see the sun rise,                                                          
And at the end of the day you wait for it to set,                                              
                                                                      what would my world look like,
                                                                  if the sun never went down again?

try to see,
what my mind is lacking,
everyday tonight,

What's wrong with this Life, as i see everything around me go down?

Moving through your mind, as it races through time.
Writing these rhymes as everything dies.

As I run through the valley of the shadow of death, I see everything as it falls apart, leaving behind the memories and regret,  My mind has nothing left to part with, I'm all on my own, I can't forget.

Everybody I see is dying, I can't do anything to stop it, everything is moving so fast, I lose your grip from my finger tips.
...i was trying.

As I see the bombs dropping, I know its the end, all I can do is pray to god to stick beside me till then.

As everything turns red, I can see the bombs going off, lives fading off.
It's our final hour, bringing everything down with us beneath your power.

I can't stop anything you do, we will be going home soon, going home to you, to the palace in the sky…