Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Lost i am
Where i cannot be found
Lost i am
As i search around

Try i am
Where i cannot be profound
Try i am
As i keep looking around

Die i am
Where i cannot hear a sound
Die i am
As i can't hear a sound

Sitting By Myself

He was just sitting there
Sipping his chilled beer
Watching people here and there
Sitting by myself

He wondered how he got there
Draggin on his cigarette
Watching people here and there
Sitting by myself

He guessed he was meant to be there
Contemplating his life
Watching people here and there
Sitting by myself

Friday, September 16, 2011

Did I Wrong...

It's been nine years since i first held you
That day i promised i'd always hold you
Yet years have passed and i have not seen you
Did i wrong, was the world wrong

Things have changed for me
As they have changed for you
I've grown older and so have you
Did i wrong, was the world wrong

People say i have forgotten you
And sometimes i think i have too
But my promise to you will never die
Because everyday i silently cry

Did i wrong, Did the world wrong

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Broken Promise

I lie here wondering
Wondering what it is all about
Wondering why it always is like this
Wondering why people break their promises

I sit here pondering
Pondering what each promise was
Pondering why they made such sayings
Pondering why people break their promises

I die here smoldering
Smoldering about a those promise made
Smoldering those who made them
Smoldering why people break their promises

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

I Am

Lost i am
Where i cannot be found
Lost i am
As i search around

Try i am
Where i cannot be profound
Try i am
As i keep looking around

Die i am
Where i cannot hear a sound
Die i am
As i burn to the ground

Why Do We?

Why do we feel
When all it does is heal
Why do we lean
When all it seems mean

Why do we care
When all it causes is despair
Why do we dream
When all it seems deem

Why do we dare
When all it does is disrepair
Why do we seem
When all it seems ream

Sunday, November 1, 2009

I Wonder

Standing here,
Watching the world pass,
I wonder whether i am looking through tinted glass

I see them go by,
I've watched them enjoy,
I wonder whether i am made of darkened brass

I try harder,
I try to be better than the rest,
I wonder whether i am just another part of the mass