Where in the heck are my glasses?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere that is, but in front of my eyes.

Where in the heck is my cell phone?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, maybe, except my own pocket.

Where in the heck is my nice, new pen?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, yes, but not by my ear.

Where in the serious heck is my hat?
I've seemed to look everywhere.
Everywhere, sure, though still not on my hair.

Where in the heck? Please, seriously,
Someone tell me what is going on.
I can't stand losing all my stuff,
And right now it all seems to be gone.

Where in the heck did everything go?
I can only find my wife.
And she says if I can't find my things,
She thinks I've lost my life.

I went to Church this morning
And Left
Right about the Time
It Felt like an Advertisement

It's that time of day,
Where all of your sound starts to decay,

What is it with being right,
When there will always be a handful to write,

Who will tell us that this piece is perfect,
Why do we need to understand if it is correct,

How is it that we just stop,
Hushing onto the last testaments spinning on the top.

Absent of thought,
I wait for the meal
that we know too well.
I know the noodles
will seem undone,
the flavor will remind
of times past where I knew
nothing better than easy food,
but I brought it anyways.
I don't want a photo
of my childhood,
I just want lunch.

I'm falling safely
Into your arms.
Oh?
Where did you go?

I clearly remember your touch against my skin
From the goosebumps, to the very hair on my ******* standing
I wanted to run away but that only happened in my head

Two years later, I am constantly reminded with this engraved
You're happy in a two year long relationship
As I type this, my hair stands and I want to puke again

I never wanted to feel trapped and obliged
Ever since then, my hair never grew longer than to touch my shoulders
My skin was the only thing I could not change

But I tried
To lift as much skin off from my body to rid of what was left of you
To lift the memories, to make myself clean again
Till now, the hair on my arms remain, I am forever afraid

In this world full of mysteries
Even I myself, belong

I dont know who am i anymore
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know where will my future go
I dont know when will i be happy
I dont know why is this happening

Hoping to get some answers soon
So my soul can find peace and happiness
While staring under the moon

Where do we go from here
When there's nothing left to do
But surrender
Ourselves
Our thoughts
Our wants
Where is there left to turn
When there isn't
One single thing
Left of you?

I wish could hear
love  and not just hurtful words
I wish  i was more then second class in your life

So  quick   to judge
But can t  see the  logic
So quick  bring up  the past
But forgot  you wore  the same shoes

I  lost hope  
But  my head hurts  from this brick wall
My heart  is not made  of stone
It could be my weakness
For  caring  when i just should  of walked away

where are you when I lie awake at night
when it feels hopeless
do you think of me and wonder the same?
I wonder where you are my soul fragment
that piece that fell out and landed in you
too late to take it back myself
your piece has fallen on me
the only way to complete the connection is to find you
soon my love