| It's all about a game It's how you play it how you control the game to determine the path you take Time to play a game It may be a tough game but endure, there's no way you can shake it off 'cause it's life, a game everyone has to play till death arrives... |
| It's all about a game |
| The hopefuls, they hope for sunlight but yet they fear, tremble upon the glare and scorching sun how contradicting It's like a lay out road, waiting for them to take their first step Lost of sense of belonging and intimidated by the society Who will ever forgive the dark souls who have been locked up for years of darkness Sunlight pierce through their crumbled skin and they pray hard, hoping they will welcome sunlight like a refreshed soul |
| The hopefuls |
| Betrayal kills it strikes at the centre of the heart Bleeds, Shrieks, enormous torture Tears won't stop It flows initially with pain... Growing with anger... Terrible souls with such evil thoughts.. With angelic laughter and looks I have seen through them The angelic wings that can't fly The angelic laughter that is piercing my ears Scram.... 'Cos betrayal kills my trust |
| Betrayal Kills |
| The clock struck twelve It's late, yet insomnia bugs me I imagine you, in your sweetest smile hugging your childhood bolster in dreamland This scene melts my heart Your rhythmic snore that's never a nuisance Your innocent look when you sleep Your sincere heart that's pounding, always true to me What are you dreaming about, my dear? Am I part of your dream too? I stared at your photo planted a kiss on you cheeks How i wish I am by your side At least I won't feel lonely Let me join you in your dreams to feel your warmth and touch Although it's late, yet insomnia still bugs me 'cos I miss you too much dear.. delicated to K.C. Yet |
| Sweet Dreams |
| The world is full of surprises yet some may be disheartening The people who were friends of yours before sometimes aren't angels whom you thought to be Deep down in their hearts They wore daggers of betrayal We have to hard-hearted at times to protect our innocence Armours though are heavy But they are meant to be carried Keep them by your side You'll be glad that you did... Jen 16.06.2003 0954 |
| Armours |