If a wish could make a change.                                                          ­           Then we'll live in chains.                                                          ­                                                         If live was a game,i wish i never payed.                                                           ­    I hope just a sound could change the world around.                                                          ­                                                             If tears were enough to stop the fading joy.                                                             ­                                                            Then a pooll of blood I'll shed for evalasting  joy.                                                 ­                                                         I wish i had a choice, to take away the hurts.                                                           ­                                                            Why long last the pain,and second last the joy.                                                             ­                                                            If a step to the past, can bring life to a restart.                                                         ­                                                          Then surely I'll prevent,the falling glasses,.                                                        ­                                                          And held on to time, as if it was the last.                                                            ­                                                                 ­ Alas,times runs ahead,but left me behind.                                                          ­                                                              But­ now alone with a single regret, to have let time pass me by.                                                              ­                                                                 ­ I hope atleas i die like the night rose, full of grace.

I am feeling better at least I think I do
But sometimes I wonder, is it al fake
Did I turn my feelings of pain off again
Will the pain come back when I have time
When there is time to process all of it again
Will there be the same pain again in time
If I did turn it off, why did I turn it off
I hope it isn't turned off, that it's gone
So I can live on with it only as a memory
A memory that feels like a bad dream
Because dreams don't hunt you
Atleas not like memories do

I am feeling better, I am feeling good
At least that's what I have to tell myself