mumbling the same phrases over and over
can’t make the right decision
feel’s like you’ve been thrown somewhere on your own
suddenly, in middle of no where with no others to talk or (to) rely on
nostalgic memories entwines you like a vine
stabs you with thorns
why do you act to be strong?
you bluff and say you are okay
wicked smile proves you aren’t
don’t you be crying because sad face does not suit you
all I want is you
please keep smiling
decisions are up to you
examine really carefully
see what’s there
look what is there
how does it reflect on to the mirror?
do not face away from reality
Scrutinize from the whorl of your hair right to the tip of your toe
what do you notice inside?
can you see?
yourself crying and your wounded heart
it is one of the routines we go through
it’s the only tangible object that let people recognize your wounds
don’t be afraid to cry or weep anytime you want to
you will be alright and rise up again
clouds that have blocked the light will vanish away
and sun light will shine
let the time heal all your scars
- Scream Hard as You Can
- How Old You are Never For..
- Defeat and Beat
- In the End, the Choice is..
- Don't Suffer Alone