Do you remember me?
You asked me about my dream
Things are not what they seem
What did it mean?
Can I be friendly to you
Something I couldn’t do

Can’t stop thinking about you
There’s something about you

Your smile would get me through
Just let me stand next to you
Cuddling up to me
A feeling I couldn’t beat
Why are you in my mind?
Why can’t I unwind?

Can’t stop thinking about you
There’s just something about you

I just miss it all
Bang my head against the wall
I just miss it all
Stumbling through the halls
I just miss it all
Rachel…

I can’t sleep
Memories repeat
Feel so very weak
Memories repeat
Memories repeat
Memories…

Can’t stop thinking about you
Can’t make it without you

There’s something about you,
There’s just something about you

Rachel Ray was amazing
to the tot that watched
while grandparents talked
to the parent that brought me along

Sat hands in lap
on the living room floor
slowly arching back as each meal passed

We never made any recipe
though I'd thought a lot about it
and often wanted to

Yesterday

It's my 1st year
sitting in the wheelchair
after I've survived
in a car accident,
I am sitting at the front
door
looking at people passing
by,
The trees are shaking
while I'm in this windy
situation,
Feeling like the world
is fading
so slow like the moon,
As I am stuck in this
wheelchair,
But my hair
is still black.
But it all seem like
i'm getting older
sitting down there
in the wheelchair.

My life is standing
in one place,
I feel like I'm lost in a space
like an astronaut,
For things are moving
so slow,
Everything I touch
start to fall.

I am stuck in this wheelchair
with a lost of despair,
My legs are not moving
and I feel like a patient
that is waiting for death
to slip through the I.C.U
room.
For I am drowning
in the pool of depression
and every one
is happy
and breathing,
While I'm suffocating
inside the glass of cold water.

People treat me like
a useless piece of paper,
Because I am sitting in
this chair of perseverance
for healing
will be the best success.
No one take me serious.

By Lewis DaLyricist

I asked for the moon,
He gave me the sun.

I wanted a kiss,
and I tasted the galaxies in her lips.

I asked her for love,
and she gave me her heart.

I'd rather have bad days with you,
Than good days without you.

The night sky above us was splattered with stars.
Millions of them.
Galaxies and constellations right before our eyes.
The universe was dancing and rejoicing
To a cadence that could not be heard, but only felt.