I get told to let it go
But I try and just don't know
If it's possible to let things lie
As still as a man willing to die

I've tried before; it didn't work
Instead of peace I went bezerk
All my efforts, meant a total of nothing
And this pain is why I sing

I don't know if I'll be okay
I don't know if I'll be alright
Maybe, someday,
But tonight things are the same
It hasn't changed

It hasn't changed, I will not lie
When you ask for news I will not deny
The truth, the facts, the whole **** case
That at times I wish I was erased

When I get put down I get back up
This vicious cycle never stops
I've tried to break this bonding chain
But I wouldn't sing were it not for pain

I don't know if I'll be okay
I don't know if I'll be alright
Maybe, someday,
But tonight things are the same
And it hasn't changed!

Will it ever change?
It hasn't changed!
Will it ever change?
Because it's boring when this pain
Stays the same

if you are the christmas tree
i am ashes in his chimney

it's not the same, is it?


--Watercolour

I ******* miss you.
There. I said it.
I hope you're happy to know,
if you came back,
I'd pick things right up where you left it.

Now you see me, now you don't
I want to run, but maybe I wont
Frozen in time, still always moving
Memories flawed, futures always proving
Agony unwavering, is always changing
Happiness unreachable, yet so nearing
Things unwanted, forever need
Wounds have healed, scars still bleed
Always right, standing in the wrong
Feelings left to die, forever live on

Only if  she knew her self worth,
Wasn't all in her body but soul too,
It wouldn't have been a ****!
Oh yes,  the pain wouldn't have been the same.
Oh yes,  the pain wouldn't have been the same.

Only if she knew that those wounds would heal,
But the scars will remain,
And the society will find her to blame!
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.


Only if she knew that her pain gave him joy,
And those few minutes of his pleasure would leave her destroyed!
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.
Oh yes, the pain wouldn't have been the same.


Her soul crumbled before her eyes.
She screamed, she cried and lost all her pride.
She casted all those touches away.
She screamed at their faces everyday.
She lost herself astray.


Only if you would have known that
She wasn't crying because she was *****,
But because some other she at some other place was being *****.
Oh yes, only then you would have felt her pain,
Which is Evermore like the incessant rain.

After all these years I look up
and the moon is the same
Then I look at myself in the mirror
and it's a person that never stopped changing and never will.

I feel a thousand eyes staring,
Yet no one takes notice.

People say they will help,
Yet I am left alone.

They call everyone perfect,
Yet I am not treated so.

The world promises they will remember,
Yet I am forgotten.

You can’t forge a letter,
You can’t copy a story,
Shouldn't that make them worth something?

No one is the same,
Everyone is amazing and different,
Shouldn’t that make me worth something?

For I have been forgotten,
To everyone else, nothing but
A mere feather in the wind.

Facts remain the same
Facts don't change
It's the mind of an individual that changes.

Facts remain the same
Facts don't change
It's the thought process of an individual that changes.

Facts remain the same
Facts don't change
It's the intention of an individual that changes.

The more we get involved in the way of getting things done,
the more closer we come to the number of possibilities that seem to be possible with regards to the future.

An uncertain future,
however bright and promising it may seem to be,
one thing remains for certain,
the future remains uncertain.

Better to be a part of the present
Better to be a part of the present moment in time and then get everything done rather than depending on an uncertain future.
This is because one thing is going to remain the same
One thing is going to remain certain
Facts remain the same
Facts don't change

It's the time that passes by, which needs to be taken into account and taken care of along with the passing moment in time.
Definitely facts remain the same
Facts don't change