I want to sing
I want to sing, my throat is hoarse, I want to love, but love is lost. I gave enough, I gave the most, and went from fine to only worse. I knocked so long, but door was closed, I t
Always trying
Always trying to defy, to explain, to justify, Scratch an itch I never had, hence relief shall not arrive. Live through shadows of a dream, one I never really had, Clipping own hel
Little Girl
Little girl, you are in a whirl, building walls, confusing goals. Little girl, in bed you curl, teary pearl, like paying toll. Won’t be long till you feel wrong, pain extended an
When I was little, weak, and ill
When I was little, weak, and ill and mom not telling what’sthe deal. She gave me hugs, and love, and still, she built my mind,resolve, and will. Yet, I am muzzled by piecemeal ap
My thought becomes my greatest claim
You made me feel, I was surprised, I took a chance to no demise, I told the truth and skipped the lies, but please don’t say it wasn’t wise. I can be mean, I can be nice, but a
Beach
Lights are flashing in a pool, the resort is showing off. I’m forever just a tool for the ocean and it’s love. I’m forever just a stranger on a passage on a beach, Nevermind
We are the same
We are the same. In day and night. In fortune, misery, alike. Forever right and always wrong, it’s all the same, our living song. We are the same. We try to change. We claim to o
I often wonder sitting still
I often wonder sitting still of what is my – no need to steal, of what is life beyond the reel, When life, it happens on the real, of share of Pavlov in my will, it’s hard to l
What’s the point of a point?
What’s the point of a point? Any point, any joint, all deliberateintent, never broken, always bent. What is up with up and down, fix the frown, be a clown, lifehas rainbows and l
I walked the streets with pompous feel
I walked the streets with pompous feel and I was happy on the reel. And reel was I, and that’s no lie, and it’s my only alibi, As we are never satisfied, I aim to please, thatâ