Is there an answer to the
cause of sin?
Why we're slowly falling
to our self-made demise?
How people get so greedy,
to never spare a thought for the needy?
Can someone tell me why,
people break each others' hearts?
Is it fun to lie, or tear people apart?

Is there an answer or will there never be?

People make mistakes,
it's what makes us human
Hoping not to break,
it's what makes us human
Doing whatever it takes,
it's what makes us human

Someday, we'll find the answers
'Till then, let's get through this together
Saving people who are lost,
Fighting at any cost.
Why are you just standing there?
can't you stop the crying?
People are already getting killed,
people are already dying

*Why crush hope?

I'll never tell you how I feel
the way I've lived my short years
Smile of the lips, cadence in my walk
I'm never honest when you want to talk
Ill say this and that, but my words will lack
Because what I mean, I always take back
I'm not trying to be mean, with you I'm not mad
Just right now, my thoughts are rather sad
I'll never tell you how I feel

Inside a department store,
Busy day, busy people,
Second floor, sound of floor, sound of leather,
And at the corner, a section
Full of picture frames.
O how we ache
For the shape of rectangle,
Then we start to count the places,
The faces,
As we pose ourselves
The question.

     How do you rid yourself
           Of memories?*

© 2015 J.S.P.