I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me.
So I wore a mask that always smiled;
To hide my feelings behind a lie.

Before long, I had many friends;
With my mask, I was one of them.
But deep inside, I still felt empty,
Like I was missing a part of me.

Nobody could hear my cries at night,
For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
Nobody could see the pain I was feeling,
For I designed my mask to be laughing.

Behind all the smiles were the tears,
And behind all the comfort were the fears.
Everything you think you see,
Wasn't everything there was to me.

I thought I had to keep searching,
For the thing that'll stop my crying.
For Someone who'll erase my fears,
For the Person who'll wipe my tears.

But now I'm truly smiling,
I have long ago cast off the mask I'm wearing.
For I found the One that my heart was seeking,
And He gave me joy unceasing. ♥︎

I've lost my pieces,
they're scattered all around
I've lost my pieces,
and they're nowhere to be found

I've stopped looking,
there's no point wishing...*

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*could someone piece me back again?

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?

take me out of here
someplace away from the maddening crowd
away from the noise and the city
flashy people, fancy suits, number 1.

i want out, i'm sick of everything
i scream, but they hear nothing
eyes that see not
ears that hear not
hearts that neither feel nor understand
grown cold and cruel and mad

take me out of here before i go insane
before i become one of them
before i'm used to the pain
before i'm unable to love again

*please take me out of here

maybe i dream
too much
maybe i'm too cliché
like what you say
i don't know if you regard it
as such
but i've learnt to pay no heed
i don't care

for what good it is i know i have
something that you don't
i have a remedy i have
my land of sunsets do you?
i'll look to the horizons
if i want to give in to death i won't
i'll try to stay high
like my balloon

every time i lose myself to tears
i'll close my eyes
and i will see my land of sunsets
what good are
goodbyes?
maybe i'll find something that i won't fight against

strangers say i am clothed with
mystery
i don't know if it's true but
what do they know about me?
friends tell me to smile more and
do their best to cheer
but they're wasting their time it's all in vain because
how can i when i am veiled with tears i have.. so many fears

what is life? for what it's worth i
will try to put myself out there
i'll try to live a life..
just smile and say "thank you i'm doing great"

now it's the sixth hour and the sunset is
shining on my window
casting its brilliance and shadow in the sky and it's
so beautiful as if cupid hit my heart with bow and arrow

i close my eyes again and the light fell on me
i want to be a sunset too
but i'm happy just because i have that faraway place here
in my heart but now, until next time boo.

When I first met you,
I thought you were the one.
And when you met me,
You showered me with love.
I thought about you,
Every single day.
And when you talked to me,
I didn't know what to say.
You said you liked me,
But you seemed so far away.
I didn't know love was so complicated,
I was so fooled by your empty praises.
And though you left me broken,
I don't want my words to be unspoken:
I wish you the best in life,
Though all you told me were your lies.
I want you to be happy,
Though we are now apart.
I hope that you grow to be a gentleman;
I mean it from the bottom of my hurting heart.

is like a dreaming realist.

is like a walking contradiction.

is like having so much to live for yet wanting to die.

is like being told a lie and pretending you believe it.

is like having so much to say and saying nothing at all.

is like falling in love with the flowers and autumn comes.

is like coveting a happy marriage yet fearing commitment.

is like being surrounded by a sea of people yet feeling alone.

is like consoling a friend when you're falling apart on the inside.

is like seeing a flashing neon sign that says happy when you're sad.

is like the romantic in your nature and the cynic from your nurture.

is like the smile in your face partnered with the scars on your wrists.

is like knowing that nothing you do or avoid would make it better or worse.

is like wanting to hug someone and cry yet knowing that you would smile at whoever you chose to see.

is like sobbing in a movie theater of strangers and that's the most comfortable you've been around anyone.