I wish I wasn't afraid to die,

afraid of not knowing what's on the other side,

afraid of being wrong, afraid of being right,

just plain afraid of having to live the afterlife

when all I want is to be nothing

Words are strange mystical myths
You never know what they mean
Fit into different situations
As if made for for them only
Beautiful is chosen with wisdom
Rudely bitter if true
But I wonder if I'd use the true ones,
Would they be accepted by you?

You were the realist thing I ever felt.*

And after all the tears and pain I am so glad that you're gone and I don't feel a thing.

Except... Now I can't feel anything

I asked for an angel
And yet God sent me you...
I never understood why he did this
I thought it was a joke and he the fool.
A broken girl with a hurtful past
And yet you send me a gangster
There's no way he heard me right this time
This really couldn't be his answer.
Every day I thought to myself
There must be a reason God sent you
To me you belong for a reason
Show me what he found so special in you.
But now I know the gift was not him
He was a blessing in disguise
The beautiful baby girl that this man gave me
Was the angel God placed in my life. :)