Last SongI'm Sorry but I'm trying too hardto keep my world from falling apartWhat shall I convey?What should I say?This may be just another playing cardAnd I shall sing the worlds last songits what Ive been doing all alongThe lyrics may have no effectbut I shall sing despite of thatCould this be all that isn't gone?Could this be all that Isn't gone?I will close my eyes and listen to the beatto the world's silent sonata it seemsand I shall sing todayin hopes that everything will wash awaybut how could you know what that means?And I shall sing the worlds last songits what Ive been doing all alongThe lyrics may have no effectbut I shall sing despite of thatCould this be all that isn't gone?Could this be all that isn't gone?And everyone in the world will gatherand everyone shall be togetherlistening to the tunejust like me and just like youmay this last foreverAnd I shall sing the worlds last songits what Ive been doing all alongThe lyrics may have no effectbut I shall
CryingWhy must a boy cry himself to sleep?And another dream that causes great griefHow can we discard such a distressand how long will it take? I must digressI want to be the one who cries myself awakeand walk all paths I wish to takeI realize now that this much is trueusually people will cry for me or for youDon't be afraid to cry if your a boy or girlfor it is natural and part of the worldBabies, Children, Adults as wellcrying gives us a story to tellWhat happened that made humans weep a lotand why do we say worry not?So I pray for you to open your heartsand cry once more, awake and hard
W?What do you want from me?Is there something I cannot see?What do you need?Is there a reason to plead?Why am I here?Is there something I hold dear?Why am I alive?Is there a reason to strive?Where was my heart?Is there something falling apart?Where was your past?Is there a reason to last?Who am I?Is there something going by?Who am I fighting now?Is there a reason to yell aloud?When am I going?Is there something that is all knowing?When am I sleeping?Is there a reason to be weeping?
What did I say?A word spoken that has caused so much harmAnother sentence passed, is third time a charm?Another conversation flew byagain, should we try?A whisper, almost unheard, does the greatest of painAnother murmur is a secret truth that cannot be decoded, what is there to gain?Another mistake yelled out to the worldagain, should this battle be turned?A simple poke could begin a warAnother punch thrown, is this a chore?Another kick that would never endagain, should we just pretend?A fightAnother mightAnother mistakeagain, should we break?
UntitledSomething with no namewith no placeno spaceno gameWhich society shuns outand will not speak aloudand say what its all aboutwith the people rushing with doubtI will be that one girl in the crowdthat will question what isnt allowedand I shall ponder everydayabout how to make things go awayEverything is drifting away as time goes onI shouldve have known all alongthings cannot stay as they appearand soon goes everything that is dearAnd I suppose everything is now transparentI can see now that I am ignorantI let everything break within a dreamand it shattered, or so it would seemI will put together the pieces once moreand the finished picture I shall adoreIf I could rewind my pastI couldve made my dream lastBut its over I supposeIt was fun as I aroseand feeling of falling down againwas worth the time that I have spent
Another thoughtA simple thoughtone that you forgotwas being chased againwhat is there to gain?Am I going to fast? Am I moving too slow?Is this another all time low?Am I running too slow? Am I walking to fast?Is this really whats left of the past?Could you say yes? Or is it a no?to see where else we could goAm I turning too much? Is the amount too less?Or is this really another test?Is this feeling too less? Am I thinking too much?or is it you I am supposed to trust?Is this my only option?I don't want to opt outDo I have my eyes closed? Is the door too open?stupid C.O.D, always scopenIs the window too open? Is the blinds too closed?Do I really have to know?
More Than EnoughThe warmest hug could feel as cold as icesomehow it would not seem nicethe thought of drifting awayfrom another causes painIs this more than enough?even though its toughsomehow ill make it throughno thanks to you.The person whom ive drifted away fromi know i seem a little dumbto write this out loud and swear its factso thus I will make this pactI shall stand here upon this groundand I shall not make a soundI will watch over you from afarto see how you areand if one day you see me sothen thats when I will go
I believeI had always believed in otherseven when there was doubteven my two brotherseven when they don't tell me things when I poutI believe in GodI think that fact is trueand if you ask me, I'd nodand ask "do you?"I have faith in my thoughtwhich is something I almost forgotand I shall see until my last breaththat this wont be over yetI trust that no one could truly lookupon someone like an open bookand I consider this fact to be realmaybe like the water and how it feelsAnd if my belief seems to failthen upon the heavens I will sailI will find answers my own wayand bring them back to another day