If I was at war
Oh, I would be such a bore
Fallen in love
Love heart eyes
Daydreaming about you
Wishful sighs
Boys in uniform
There’s nothing as good
*Cough cough get with me bud *
Enemy to lover
Your the father, I’m the mother
What is life?
How do you live life?
People have their ways
Some are lost and confused
Others know the path of heart
While some go with the flow.
But I’m not sure how to do it
Does it come with a manual or do you do it yourself
It’s like I’ve been left in the dark
Too lost and too scared to find out where I am
Life gets me worried
I don’t know where to start
I’ve had loads of advice
But I don’t understand any of it
The path is not there
I just need a sign to lead me
A vision, an instruction
Life is too hard for me to understand
Life makes me cry in lonely nights
Life a word that makes me scream from the deepest pits of my heart
Why, why?
Why do we live like this with the pain and confusion?
It’s like a knife through my heart to blocked to remove
That is my type of life.
Pretend?
How could I pretend it never happened?
Pretend we never met,
pretend you’ve never held me in your arms
or that I never laid my eyes on yours and surrendered to their charms.
It sounds so simple to pretend.
Surely you must think it would be easy for me,
to live through such a dense lie,
but I am haunted when I rest
and once I rise by the fact that we never Actually said goodbye.
Once my pretending is over am I to just forget?
Forget our memories,
forget our laughs,
our adventures and our ridiculous inside jokes.
But to think one day we may forget each other’s voices is what really hurts me most.
And upon forgetting will our world not crumble?!
If you and I
both remove the same memory from our heads,
for it to never be remembered again.
Will we continue to live our lives satisfied with the presence of another in our lives
They tell me life goes on,
And, perhaps it does.
But,
Perhaps it doesn’t,
for how am I to breathe air which you haven’t exhaled.
How am I to read harmonic love stories,
knowing that our love hadn’t prevailed?
How am I to ever stop loving you.
Missing you, wanting you, hating you,
wishing you had died.
For perhaps if you had left this world,
Missing you would be much more reasonable,
with there being no chance of you again being by my side.
I wish it was so easy to simply Pretend.
I am gentle and smooth.
I am not being mean to you,
but I sometimes catch you with my bristly baleen, I love you in my life and I love you so much and I love you so much and I love you so much and I love you so much and I love you so much and I love you so much and I love you so much and I love you so much and 66 you love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots and love you lots darling sweetheart
Lots of noise all around,
Crashing, screaming all the sounds.
Silhouettes in the burning sky,
Out of reach like a bird in the night.
Trapped underground no food or water,
Trying to escape the above slaughter.
Crashing waves pull me under,
Lightning and the sounds of thunder,
I see red and I see blue,
I hold to my hope like glue.
I step aboard and I take flight,
Trying to escape the below fight.
Mother’s dead, father too,
Fire, bombs, oh who knew?
Brother, sister no one left,
I want to fight and avenge this theft.
Fire burning all around,
Trying to escape safe and sound.
Death, destruction, still the planes
The flame, still burning and then it rains.
Death surrounds me, blood in every corner,
No more escaping this torture.
Burying remains and somehow,
Trying to escape, no more, not now.
Pick up a sword and fight till death!
I fight with those who still have breath!
Words I say and things I do,
Its all for you and you and you.
Trying to escape what we used to be,
But now they are running across the sea!
I used to love. I used to care,
I used to fear the wind in my hair.
I was a boy. But since the Russian ban,
I gave up the used to be and became a man.
As they speak,
I shall weep,
For their chatter is bitter.
Bitter Sweet.
They will laugh,
While others will cry,
For their chatter is bitter.
Bitter Sweet.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You’re such a good girl
I don’t know what I would do
Without you