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| Thorns you pricked your courage upon my icy stare. you tried to deceive my heart by acting that you care. your eyes told a story, your tongue would not. your hands showed a feeling your face burned hot. to every form of weed, to which you are. push me, you shall bleed and suffer with a scar. my thorns shall pluck you from your thrown, of ego and of pride. crimson marks the path unknown, beware the journey inside. |
| If Love if love was a sky, mine had rain. if love was a feeling, mine was pain. if love was a bird, mine never flew. if love was a word, i heard few. if love were a smile, i only cried. if love was life, somehow mine died. if love was a star, down mine fell. if love wasn't far, i couldn't tell. if love was a color, mine was red, to show the hurt from what you said. if love was kind, i never knew. atleast the love i got from you. |
| too late i spoke too late. of appreciate, grattitude, a best friend. so this is to hate, what i can never get again. the clock whithers on, the same old deal. you are gone, so i must heal. i spoke too late. so i learn to hate. the lips that didn't say, the heard that didn't know. the eyes that didn't see, the hands that didn't show. the ears that didn't hear, what could have changed my fate. because of one mistake, of speaking too late. |
| disease you with your pretty words those lovely eyes that empty heart and those hollow eyes. whispers of love in my ears while stabbing me in the back. you laugh at my tears, find comfort in what i lack. you with your probing mind that finds the tender hurt. press it hard, rub it in with a few chosesn words. you kill me softly, piece by piece. you my dear, are a disease. |
| endless though they seem never ending, the fights we always find. when neither of us bending, says our piece of mind. though i might seem mad, i will forgive and forget. remember the good times had, and the times we will have yet. though i may cry and yell, saying things best unsaid. i love you more then i can tell, in my heart and in my head. more then you can guess, my love is endless. |
| I love you once they were dear when i was still naive. now i don't want to hear, what i can't believe. if you want me to trust you show me what you mean. it's in the things you do that your love is seen. don't say "i love you" and then break my heart. if you can't be true to us we're better off apart. |
| second best made out of a mold of someone before, a dream of someone i never was. i'm second best once more, and so sick of it because i'm always compared to someone else, living up to a memory i can't replace. so i love, holding onto myself, the person behind this face. the heard behind the skin, the mind behind the eyes. i am someone, you never could begin, to understand, to realize. i'm tired, i'm lonely, i need rest from this complete insanity. i won't be second best, or deal with your ego's vanity. |
| sorrows don't waste pity on me i pray you don't ever see. when i'm at my very worst, and my life is almost cursed. sorrows are like shadows always at my back offering me tears and laughing at my lack. pointing out my faults that only i would see. magnifying doubts, that are preying on me. rubbing in mistakes long, ago forgotten. widening breaks, making something of nothing. sorrows surround me but i'll escape them yet. if it takes me all my life, i will forget. |