My life is creaking and your lies are leaking, when will you give up your foolish games? I've waited patiently, but you remain the same. I'd like to live a life without any regrets, but since I'm imperfect, I might as well forget it, but of course....... Wishful thinking has its meaning. somebody once told me life is bright, but for me, its dull and full of strife. My father said to me 'There are certain things we don't want to do, but whoever does them are proven true, A man will do what needs to be done, and I say, you are a man, my youngest son' I wanted to cry, but I kept it in, do I live my life like a candle in the wind? I'd hope I didn't, but what can I say, all my paths are in dismay.
surely I walk, I do walk alone...... A path that's desolate, fearsome, strong. I broke, didn't I? Or do I welcome the this worlds mysterious lies. I'm crying, if only you could see the pain, heartache, shame that lives in me, so far I've come, but so little I've walked, less time, less memories, even less thoughts. I cry, I cry, to my inner wounds, cause they know me well and yet still........ You can't see, the threats that are bred from my pure thinking, or do you just run from what you can't see, all I wish is that you ask me, just ask me one time, what's wrong, and my heart will pour and pour, until it can't anymore. living for yesterday was my way, but now I see you have to go forward to please your feet, to make them move where you tell them to, or they will be the ones to lead you! I'm not proud of what I've become, or how I've dealt, dealt with you, with life, with what I've seen........ But the worlds still turns, even in my sorrow, that is why I say, please don't doubt me. If you didn't know, I hurt too, so how could you say its not more than you? I want your help, this is not fake, I refuse to be this worlds mate, I don't know what it is, I don't know what it was, but I'm not a sake of bait. So please, please help me. From......