I'm not trolling for feed back No that's not why I'm here Yet I appreciate your kindness... My good Sir! Your words are sweet music... My Dear! Actually your love is the reason Why I'm here...
Through the buffer of these circuits Your avatar submerges Your words inscribed in mysteries As scanning eye's converge
It's now or never now To bring your words to light Post your creative thoughts Before you say good night
Words can love Words can heal Words can touch And we can feel
Friends come and go I wish you didn't have to go Friends change Friend's betray Friends lie to your face Telling you that they're OK
A friend can laugh the loudest A friend can be the group clown You can find that same friend hanging from a rope Shattering everything that you thought you know
Some friends are tenacious Determined to give up When you left you tore us up
Can't help but wonder why. The sun floats across the clear morning sky like a piece of dust trapped in the fluid of my eye, and I just can't help but wonder why. The same old song is stuck in the back of my mind so I hum while I work in rhythm and time, but I just can't help but wonder why. I watch myself whisper little white lies to keep you safe and to keep truth disguised, and I just can't help but wonder why.