You and I were never meant to be friends
And I refuse to believe that
You will continue to care for me in the future
My hope is one day,
You will be forgotten
Don't you ever think that
You'll always be a part of my life
Don't you know that
Being a friend to you gave me sufferings
You are wrong if you believe that
I have cherished you all these time
My love was never real
It is foolish to think that
You have been my friend
Ever since then.

It's dark
It's cold
It's damp
It's empty

No.

It's gloomy, no light of any kind
Heat extinguished, just like hope
Dense, choking air, a sense of dread
Nought but the sound of breath and a beating heart.

No

Fog shrouding the area, blurring lamps flickering, wavering
Rustling leaves and fear, like ice pouring through veins
Rotting, decaying wood stench filters through the air
Blurred shapes, thunderous drumbeats and hasty exhalations

Once again I've fallen asleep in the shed

I’ve been in every angle of love.

Love is not good.
It doesn’t matter which viewer you are,
It’s just not good.
I’ve been the one who gives,
I’ve been the one who receives,
I’ve been the the one who gives and receives,
I’ve even been the outsider.
And none of them feel good.

Now I’m with someone that,
For the first time,
Embraces more than I do.
And it’s funny, because I don’t love him.
I like him,
But I don’t love him.
And I don’t know why.

Whenever he searches for my hand to hold,
I smirk,
Or when looks at me, asking for a kiss with his eyes,
I melt.
And when we sleep together
It’s never for ***,
It’ll never be for ***,
We only go to bed when we want to go to sleep.
And when he puts his arms around me,
And lies his head on the back of my neck,
I grab his hand, and fall asleep.
Now I’m a huge snorter,
I snore in my sleep,
Pretty badly by the way.
But I never snorted when I slept with him.
And it’s funny how my soul doesn’t burn when he comes to my mind,
Instead it reboots and buffers around,
searching for something that’s missing.

The love and passion that I have for another man.

i am standing beside a hole where a soulless body lays
afraid to peep inside
of who it might be
staring back
into my hazel eyes
could my innocent youth be harsh-fully swept away
if it was my mother whose eyes id have to face?

i am standing beside a hole where a soulless body lays
where my ears start to ring with echoes of heavy sobs that soon shred into weeps
whose funeral might this be?
was it possible that my late night bawling to god, to place that husband of hers under the rug, had finally been done?

i am standing beside a hole where a soulless body lays
when my mind immediately hits the ***
might this be the ceremony
to sendoff ,the person with whom i shared my soul?
might the bag of deceased bones
belong to the person
death was too afraid to take,
because of the ecstasy we both did generate?
would this ceremony actually be, my worst nightmare to come true?  

i am standing beside a hole where a soulless body lays
i am suddenly held hostage inside my own brain, forced to see all the nights id been swept away,
under the wings of insomnia
where id been dipped into a deception
making the sky seem like perfect company, in a romantic way
and the moon my dearest friend, in the best of ways

i am standing beside a hole where a soulless body lays
im fed up of being at this ceremony
i now want to leave
the place however
starts to fill with mobs
and never ending sobs
i see my parents greeting guests
and i see my best friend trying hardest to not break
for gods sake whose loss is being grieved in this hollow place
i stumble as i walk upon the open grave
filled with angry puzzles to piece
tears of all these eyes are by now enough, to create an ocean inside this place
an ocean however that i can not cleanse myself in to be saved

i am standing beside a hole where my soulless body lays
and soon i start to realize
ive been a tourist in my own grave

Nung araw na nagtapat ako
Totoo ba yung sinabi mo?
Nalaman ng buong klase
Alam mo bang nasaktan rin ako?

Kinabukasan nagulat ako dahil di nagbago ang tingin mo
Kahit na inaasar ka ng mga barkada mo
Nilapitan mo pa nga ako
Ngunit ako 'tong si tanga na umiwas sayo

Ilang araw ang nakalipas
Patuloy pa rin ako sa pag iwas
Pilit nila tayong pinag usap
Ngunit ayoko pa ring kumalas

Sa bawat paglapit mo saakin
Mas lalong naguguluhan ang aking damdamin
Bakit ba patuloy mo pa rin akong pinapansin?
Kung sinabi mo nang wala kang pakialam sa'kin

After my so-called Prince Charming kissed me to life
My story ended, and no one thought twice
My life was what every girl envied
But nobody saw us behind closed doors
I was the princess and he was the prince, doesn't that sound nice?
Too bad there's no such thing as a happy ending, unless you pay the price.