start all overI feel a tear stream down my facesaying goodbye was so hardyou don't know i wouldn't come backMy backpack is stuffed with old and broken dreamsthings i wanted to dothings i wanted to beand things i didn't tell youall my lies about himall my secrets about the depression or the cutsi will be on the next traini don't know where i would endi don't know what i would dojust to leave everything behindjust to be alonejust to start a new life
Rainy Days are Nicei used to like you pulling me apart;yanking every cherry threadthat channels my sucrose from the heartleaving my feelings shivering and naked.i used to love the way younever agreed with anything i would say.sometimes i miss the way youwould bring a pleasant rain cloud to my day.i used to love being in love with you;i loved being an 'us' and a 'we',but now i'm just a me.
Lament of a broken heartLament of a broken heartLoving a friendleaves you back alone.Made of gingerbreadmy heart is easy to break.Am I a person easy to love?I don't know,I'm surely the wrong judge.But I made it easy for you.Being the others mirror,reflecting the true face,we sung the same song,we shared the same mind.But you treated me like a toy,you took my hand,you scarred my feelings.So my heart is sitting in the spacebetween two chairs.This is the lament of a broken hearthoping this wound would heal,the cry of a bleeding soul,longing to feel.
If I..."If I..."If I met you, would you know who I am? We used to be in love, a long time ago,before him and before her.If you saw me, would you know who I was? I used to love you,a long time ago.If I saw you, would I know who you were? You used to love me,a long time ago.
FragmentsYou're a broken soul, the most beautifulbroken soul I have ever known.There's a glow crowning your every lie,like silver filaments concealing the truth.In your mouth, all things are renewed.Eerie is beautiful and beautiful is holy.From your words uprises a whole new rosarymade of fiery prayers to a new pagan deity.That must be why I keep coming back to youas if you were the original essence of all things.You slowly become the center of my gravity,the axis on which my love and hate both revolve,the starting point of my pastand the conclusion of my future.The slivers of your shattered mindreflect my quivering light like love prisms.Myriads rainbows explode in the dark.Colours flow from your broken soulto the heavenly pond in whichthe fragments of my own crushed heartare enshrined, waiting for your messianic era.
Unheard and UnseenHello? Can you hear me?I know my mouth is moving.Why does nobody hear?I can hear my words.But am I the only one?Surely you can see me!Im standing right here,trying to get your attention.I need your help with this.Why do you ignore me?Oh, now you can see me.You want me for something.Until youve finished complainingor youve got what you wanted.Then Ill be invisible again to you.If I scream will you hear?Would you see if I cried?Is this worth the frustration?I wonder if youd even noticeif I just disappeared now.
I want you to be a strangerI want you to be a strangerSo I could meet you againI would say 'you look gorgeous'I would ask your nameI would smileYou would smile backI would ask you to danceAnd we would dance to the musicI would offer you a drinkAnd we would be drunk togetherYou would walk me homeAnd you would kiss meI would ask you to come inAnd you wouldn't doubt a minuteI would walk to my room whit youWe could get naked and sleep togetherI want you to be a strangerSo we could meet againAnd fall in love with youI would say I saw in your eyes you were perfectAnd you would fall in love with meI want you to be a strangerNow you only talk about our messed-up relationshipI want you to be a strangerSo I could ignore you
A.D.D.These are just some random thoughtsthat I guess I still haveof you, of us, of me, of we.How you used to call meout of the blue saying,you just needed your daily fixof me.What happened to the times whenwe just couldn't get enough of each otherand being apart only justifiedhow much we longed to be together?"If you had a choice betweenbeauty or brains,what would you choose?"'I hate hypothetical questions.Why can't I have both?'I always wanted to be prettyand I studied trying to be smart."How come you never call me?"'Why does it matter,who calls whomas long as we talk?You can call me whenever you want,because I always want to talk to you.'Remembering times we would beon the phone without talking,just content to hear the other breathe.It use to compensate for us being apartyet it never did satisfy our loneliness.Until we just got tired of hurtingand saying the words "I miss you."Becauseif you stop saying it, then maybeyou would stop feeling it and then maybe
I am SorryI am sorryonce again i thought about youeven though i promised not to doit just happenedI am sorryonce again i dreamed about youYou walked byand i followedI am sorryonce again i cried about youcry about the break upCry about youI am sorryonce again i talked about youhow i miss youhow i love youI am sorryonce again i´ve written a poem about youhow i want youhow i need youI am sorrybut you're everywherein the songs i hearin the poems i writeI am sorryonce again i am sorryi´m sorrySo sorry