I have to go, I can't stay here anymore
I don't belong here, I have to go.
I used to be good at work, but lately
It's been going downhill.
Same with school, until I realized...
I may be going for the wrong thing
But if it's the wrong thing, then
What do I do? Where do I go?
The answer is simple: I have to go
Go somewhere that's different.
Different then before, different
From now.
Go somewhere I never saw myself
Going, someplace I don't know people.
I have to go, I have to get out of here
You could say that I need to
Go soul-searching, yes that's it
Sou
It's my fault. Always has been, always will be.
I try not to think too much, but it always comes back to me.
Why can't I do anything right? Why can't I be like all the others?
Why do I forget and then feel bad later? When it's me it smothers?
I never realized before, until recently with friends,
It's my life that descends
Descending from reality, from life
And I struggle with myself, beginning strife.
Now every time I do something wrong pertaining myself,
The inside of me wants to shrink, shrink into an elf.
To be small, to where I am alone and you can't see,
See me as this way in front of friends I cannot be.
But now
When I was walking home, I made a new realization:
All of a sudden it looks interesting
I can't remember when the last time it looked cool.
Usually I'm afraid of water, usually I can't stand it,
but today I saw it in a new point of view.
When I saw the water,
I was wondering how it can be so calm when it should be stressed out from the rain.
I am jealous. I want to be calm too, but why can't I?
I want to join the water, I want to be calm with it.
But then I realize;
If I do then the problems would just escalate even worse a
When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
You may see a reflection, but what of that reflection?
What would that reflection be?
It may consist of your body; head, torso, and limbs.
Or it may consist of something more...
Do you see another side of you, perhaps another personality?
Or maybe you someone that you wish you were, your dream self?
Would you see your future self, someone you will later become?
Or would you see your past self, someone who you once were?
Would you see events that would happen or perhaps already happened?
Well whatever you see, ask youself one question:
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What is time? Is it now? Is it the past....or the future?
Or is it basically a face with hands?
My dad has always told me to live in the now.
To forget the past and to not worry about the future.
This has changed my life.
Now I live it to the fullest, well try to at least.
So I pass this advice to you, reader:
It's time, time to realize that you won't live forever.
It's time to realize that you have no idea when you are done.
It's time to live today as if there was no tomorrow.
It's time.....
When things go wrong
as they sometimes will,
when the road you're trudging
seems all uphill,
When the funds are low,
and the debts are high,
and you want to smile,
but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing
down a bit...
rest if you must----
but don't you quit.
Success is failure turned inside out,
the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
and you can never tell how close you are,
it may be near when it seems afar,
So stick to the fight when
you're hardest hit
it's when things go wrong
that you must not quit.
I couldn't believe that Fate had gotten out of her way
To bring us together on that very special day!
And since then I believe we were always ment to be
Like two birds of a feather, or the sand and the sea.
Now here we are sitting together,
Both of us wishing this moment will last forever.
But unfortunently it won't be like that,
We'll be turning gray, and maybe getting a little fat.
We'll be on our porch knitting and reading,
And saying hello to every passing greeting.
And then we will say our final goodbyes
And sadly watching our families cry.
And upon Heaven's arrival shall we
Relive that first moment as happily as can be!
We've had our share of ups and downs
So let's try to forget about the frowns
That we have put on our children's faces
And begin to welcome the embraces.
We have both been wrong
We have both been right
But now I believe it's time to see the light.
To start over, but not all the way
To begin again, and not go astray.
With that in mind, you are my love
So let us pray to the man above.
To help us through this Great endeavor
And try to live together
... FOREVER!
We had memories
good, funny, sad
But the best of them
is the best I've ever had
When you were blue,
when you were sad
You had a memory
that hurt you so bad
And it made me proud
when I was there for you
When you needed someone's
shoulder, the tears of blue were there
I wish we could have more
but I know it's just a wish
And this recent memory
will last forever more
When you got to know me at first
you saw me
It seemed you enjoyed him
it seemed you had fun
You were happy, he was happy
You were sad, I was sad but I
was there
Then one day you said "Stop, and make
a choice, me or the other"
When I heard that, the other me
came out
And for some reason I can't get
him away and I don't know why
But for some reason
I always want to cry
I want him to leave and other to
come back
So I can go enjoy everything
that life has to offer
But I know that's impossible
And I know that I can't win
Thank you for bringing this new
me out
I hate
I have to go, I can't stay here anymore
I don't belong here, I have to go.
I used to be good at work, but lately
It's been going downhill.
Same with school, until I realized...
I may be going for the wrong thing
But if it's the wrong thing, then
What do I do? Where do I go?
The answer is simple: I have to go
Go somewhere that's different.
Different then before, different
From now.
Go somewhere I never saw myself
Going, someplace I don't know people.
I have to go, I have to get out of here
You could say that I need to
Go soul-searching, yes that's it
Sou
It's my fault. Always has been, always will be.
I try not to think too much, but it always comes back to me.
Why can't I do anything right? Why can't I be like all the others?
Why do I forget and then feel bad later? When it's me it smothers?
I never realized before, until recently with friends,
It's my life that descends
Descending from reality, from life
And I struggle with myself, beginning strife.
Now every time I do something wrong pertaining myself,
The inside of me wants to shrink, shrink into an elf.
To be small, to where I am alone and you can't see,
See me as this way in front of friends I cannot be.
But now
When I was walking home, I made a new realization:
All of a sudden it looks interesting
I can't remember when the last time it looked cool.
Usually I'm afraid of water, usually I can't stand it,
but today I saw it in a new point of view.
When I saw the water,
I was wondering how it can be so calm when it should be stressed out from the rain.
I am jealous. I want to be calm too, but why can't I?
I want to join the water, I want to be calm with it.
But then I realize;
If I do then the problems would just escalate even worse a
When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
You may see a reflection, but what of that reflection?
What would that reflection be?
It may consist of your body; head, torso, and limbs.
Or it may consist of something more...
Do you see another side of you, perhaps another personality?
Or maybe you someone that you wish you were, your dream self?
Would you see your future self, someone you will later become?
Or would you see your past self, someone who you once were?
Would you see events that would happen or perhaps already happened?
Well whatever you see, ask youself one question:
D
I stand in the spotlight,
Faces waiting for me to start.
I can't see a thing in the darkness of the rows.
Pick up my guitar and fix the mic.
It's time for me to be a star.
The noise settles down as I clear my throat
And strum my first few chords.
Then, when the words were supposed to come out,
I sang nothing.
But I heard a voice whisper my name.
I turn and look around,
But I'm the only one on stage.
Gaze at the strangers
And I see one face stand out.
Then, I realized why I could not commence my show.
I wrote this for you,
So with you gone,
It doesn't mean a thing.
A tear trickles down my cheek
And I hear my name again.
Tur
No, it cannot be.
I touch the hand of the figure in the mirror.
It touches mine too.
But how?
And why?
I don't believe my eyes.
Where did my reflection go?
My feelings, my sincerity, my devotion.
It all ran away from the glass.
Better question, why do I see you instead?
Then, I realize the truth.
I'm turning into you,
That I cannot deny.
I wish I'd known earlier
So I wouldn't have to hurt another innocent one,
Like you hurt me.
So she won't end up
Turning into me.
Imagine you have a friend.
You love them a lot.
You do everything with them
And when they're not by your side,
You find yourself talking or thinking about them.
You don't need to be told that it's love,
But do you need anything else?
Do you want to risk all of this
Just for a little lust?
Will the love grow stronger still
After one kiss on the lips?
Or will it be a different feeling?
If it is not the same, run away now.
Don't put your hear or theirs on the stake.
True love does not have to mean 'soul mate'.
I found my true love in my best friend,
But I don't need anything else in him.
He's my love, my brother, my friend.
He'