if there are too many
people
in the world,

I'll get lonely.

how beautiful to be with whom
who truly cares about u
makes u be u
and always supports u

how beautiful to be with whom
who is always with u
in all the moods that hurts u
and never to let u

how beautiful to be with whom
who so strongly loves u
always hugs you
and reminds u the important of u

how beautiful to be with whom
who feels u
understand u
and never to judge u

how beautiful to be with the whom...

Feeling empty inside
Silent raw hollow cries vibrate
Heavy a weight but wait as a
voice from within sighs
Uprising begins to follow on strong
Bones turn to dust
Metal will rust
What do you hold at the end
of your day
If only a name

We meet and seperate
Like a newborn kid waiting for death!
How can death procedes life?!
How can you release a breath that you didn't take?
Maybe life's repeating itself
And you're about to happen again.

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about something
that i got throw and i've forgotten
but it came to my mind

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about something
that has nothing to do with my moment
but then i keep thinking about

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about something
that has no reason to be thinking of
but i keep creating it in my way hide

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about a memory
that was beautiful and when i feel it again
it feels simple and not caring about

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about a memory
that hurted me and when i feel it again
it feels to be i am the one activated mind to remain

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about all the up past
that i recognise after to be so normal
as a human to be surrounded with the up high

and suddenly i awareness myself sometimes
to stop
and not to think
and not to find
but, to live the moment and to forget about what destiny tested us by !

Furious as possible,
He set out, avoiding each obstacle, seeking
An answer, stamping out all he would
That kept him from being able to
Be in question or be skeptical.
In the end if all went well,
She came down to him and let
him out of his minds cell.
He'd been rusting away in thought,
A lolling image sitting high in a loft.
Then but to any despite his anguish,
He couldn't explain how he got there.
Once he had a grand vision,
His life on the go, simple, peaceful
Without and within.
But there was this strange force that
Would never stop following him,
It was beyond a river, it 'let the fear in.'

Giving in to temptation was his new name.
She brought him vegetables on plate,
With a strange piece of meat that was quickly
Thrown away. But he ate it all in spite,
They turned him to the door, he said good,
Keep alive. You never know when they will
Come to take you away. A vision of a sort,
Is it worth taking a chance,
Setting wild, or rather to slow decay?

I curse that person angry as can be!
It is this version of which I can never
Be free. Yes I take nothing light,
Tossed aside without a chance because
He'd never fit in, he had nothing but lack.
Turning away, never to return or do
This ever again or be so, she and I made a pact.

One thing I know is that we're never going back...