Is there deciet in the kindest of smiles?

Is it a shield with no cracks?

Does it disguise the true, raw emotion?

Or does it just cover up tracks?



What would happen if we ripped a few teeth?

Would the truth come spilling out,

Or leave simply a broken smile

With new confusion and a frowning mouth?

Flailing yet still floating
In the blue night-time sky
We release them with a heave
In the hopes to see them fly

Fall, Rise, Glide
Fall, Rise, Glide

Their papery white wings
So weak but still holding
They move with the wind
With beauty of our molding

Cranes and Doves
Sparrows and Ravens
Edge t'ward the sun
Escaping our haven

They flow slowly higher
Specks, each a new star
As they travel we dream
Of how high and how far

Fall, Rise, Glide
Fall, Rise, Glide

I feel pathetic about this boy

He plays with my heart as if it's a toy

Yet he doesn't realise what he does to me

Fills my whole self with pain and glee

I don't know what to say or what to do

He's forbidden fruit to me it's true

Is this the reason i care for him so

It just might be but i really don't know

I hardly see him and yet i still pine

Though i know it's true he will never be mine

I hardly know him i must be crazy

But he still somehow makes me go hazy

A hope like this is impossible to ****

Let him go? I hope one day i will.