a little romance with life

People who will change your life Will sing so many songs with you With broken voices that are so out-of-tune And occasional bursts of laughter And the shared discussions of lyrics That will be forgotten one day, But the people who will always remain. People who will change your life Will be like ghosts in a haunted house Because for the longest time you’ll think they’re there But they never will be And when you fall, you’ll try to grab hold of them But your hands will pass right through And the illusion of their existence will tear apart. People who will change your life Will build you up as they break you down So they’ll pull out the worst in you And clean the wounds that hurt since long And it’ll hurt so bad you’ll hate them for it But you’ll never be the same again And then you’ll love them more than you ever thought. People who will change your life Will also make you fall in love with them Without really loving you back Somet...

Drowning in emotion Flying with joy Burning in pain. Head buried in my pillow The mind sits by the window Eyes full of tears Yet I can't help but smile. Sometimes the goodness around me that happens all the time yet that which I notice so rarely, overwhelms me to the core of my being and I'm never the same again. It amazes me how easy it is to express sadness, how the words just fall into place. But the real joy of life, the happiness, the most memorable moments, the kindest acts, the sweetest smiles, the most lovable faces, the most touching conversations- no words can describe the emotion they bring to me. None at all.

You can sit and stare at a hundred stars For a hundred nights in a row You can stare at the dark, you can stare at the park And at things you care of no more. You can stare at trees and dried up leaves And clouds that make noises from afar At broken bottles, and inkless pens And the familiar fresh pain of a very old scar. You can sit by men and talk to them And laugh till your eyes have tears But you musn’t ever really cry with them Or let them know your fears. You can sit by a friend, talk from start to end About stories from too long ago But when she asks why you wear masks Your answer must be ‘no’. So sit and stare for all I care At nights that come by so slow but go too fast But no trees or dried up leaves Can help you make peace that’ll last. And talk all you want, as much as you want But you must always know That no men or random friend Can ever understand your mixed up soul.

And then I look into your eyes a little veiled with strength another soul that locks itself up too scared to be free. I walk up to you There is a step back in defense I move back too I let you be. But is it true what I think? Are you as messed up as me? If you’d let me know some day Maybe this will set us free.

If you could one day reach far down into the depths of my soul You’d see a mind lost in the cobwebs of the world, of the past and the things yet to be A heart so scared that it walks fearlessly. An animal with claws and a thorn bleeding its leg A cage, self-made for protection and a spirit that wants to be free. If you could notice one day, If only I let you see.