No OneHere I am,Standing alone,Waiting,For no one.
WatchingI watch the world go byThrough sad blue eyesWondering whenIt all will end.
The QuietI can't stand the quiet it let's me think too well,And reminds me too much of the past I cannot change.
NoNo you can’t do that!No you can’t have that!No we can’t afford that!No that’s not healthy for you!No you can’t stay up that late!No you need to loose at least five more pounds!No that college won’t accept your lazy self!No that’s not perfect!No a ‘98’ can’t be your best!No you can’t make a living from writing!No you can’t do what you dream!No, no, no, no, NO!I’m so tired of ‘No’!Yes you can just sit there like a good girl.Yes you can eat all these protein shakes and vitamins.Yes you can be the perfect person I want.Yes I’ll go take a bunch of advanced classes I’ll never pass.Yes I’ll go become an engineer like everyone else.Yes I’ll give up on my dreams cause they’re stupid.Is that what it w
The StepTake a step,One at aTime.Step forward into,The unknown.It's okay,If you're afraid.Because I amToo.
Just Hold MeHold me, softlyTight against you,Close enough,To hear your heartbeat. Let me bury my head,In your chest.To dissemble my horrible,Sorrowful tears.Just run your fingers,Through my hair.And whisper sweet nothing's,Into my ear.I just want you to be there,And hold me,When everything in the world,Falls apart.
SomethingWhy are you just standing there,Staring at me like that?Please just…Do something,Anything.
One of Those DaysIt's just one of those days,You want to turn back the clock,Take it back to a timeOf happiness and joy.It's just one of those days,You feel so lost.Abandoned to fall off the path you know,With no one there to catch you.It's just one of those days,You wish you knew what to say,To stop the tears,And bring comfort to the broken hearted.It's just one of those days,Filled with sorrow and regret,With words left unsaid,And of never getting the chance to say goodbye.It's just one of those days,You can only sit down and just cry.
To CryHave you ever cried so much,that your eyes burn?It hurts to close them,but it hurts worse leaving them open,and seeing the reality in front of you.
hauntedour house is hauntedmemories floating like ghostsscreaming without sound
I Never Was, I'll Never BeI Never Was A Good Whore.I Fall In Love With Poor Guys,but that's ok, I'm Used To MySelf.Once One Of These Guys Was Also In Love With Me.Not From The Beginning,but after the third meetinghe finally accepted our truth.And I was Happy and He was Happy!!!When He was coming To Our Fourth Meeting,he had an accident with his bike.I Never Was A Good Whore.I Never Was,I'll Never Be.
You are lucky, she doesn't love youThe door was openand I listened what he said to him:"It has come to my attentionthat you love one of our girls.My dear, you can't love these girls!You should only come, pay, have funand this is it!You have gone too far!!!!You are lucky, she doesn't love you,so you can go."
Name testA girl that lies to you about her name,she may hide something or she may wantsomething of yours.A girl that shares her real nameeither she wants nothingor she wants everything from you.
Love Is A WeakNessLove Is A WeakNess
It's not a shameIt's not a shame,it's not something to be proud of.When I'm thinking of youI can even deny a good fuck!It's not a shame,it's not something to be proud of.When I'm thinking of you...When I'm thinking of you...I masturbate, thinking of you...
Hard job!My friend, a girl we work together,was sitting near to the guy,I approached and I asked her:"What's going on here?""He wants nothing special, just to sit and watch""Nothing??? Look!"I asked the guy:"Do you like me?""...Mmm...So and so." He answered.I brought my cat to his face,my left hand on his neck, soft touch with nails,my next hand to his head, pushing it to my catand I asked again:"Do you like this?""Yes!!!" He answered.Fingers to his nipple,my breath to his ear,hand moving slower and lower...I looked to my friend: "You see?"For an instance I thought she was lookingscared- surprised of me,but then she laughed."So, let's go!"I said to the guy,but there was no green in his pocket.I stayed there touching him a little more,for two-three minutes,trying to change his mind.A guy from the club came and told meI did it too much, that others were watching.He didn't changed his mind.Poor guy! I left him so hard!Indeed, no green in that pocket.I tell you is a
It Wasn't MeI felt such a shamethat I found you lovelywhen you were crying.I know you can't forgive me,but please at least rememberthat It Wasn't Mewho made you cry.
Dark AngelDark AngelA dark angel searches for her love on earthShe has departed heaven to find her soul mateShe has given up her white garments for those of jet blackShe is in a state of mourning and lossShe died but her partner remained on earthShe could hear his bitter sobs while she was in heavenThe tears filled her eyesAnd she vowed to return and sooth her partner's soulGod refused her permission to leaveBut she departed nonethelessShe has been banned from Heaven for a thousand yearsBut she can cope with such banishmentSo long as she can find here true loveShe returns to the cemetery where she was buriedAnd her true love is there by the side of her grave"Hello, my love, I have returned!""How can this be? you died and departed from this world""I have returned to heal your heart and support you"Tears fill his eyes"How can this be? My grief has driven me mad""I cannot return to Heaven for a long time""But so long as I am with you I am at peace""We will grow old together"
Dream CriterionIf you can't fly on your dreams anymore,I'm sorry, but don't worry,you have simply grown up.If you can't build a little empire on your dreams,I'm totally sorry,you are a dead man walking.
It Can't Rain All The TimeIt Can't Rain All The Time,but it's raining now.
I Fucked Your Mind, SorryI'm Sorry I Loved You,I'm Sorry I Love You,but I'm a sick bastardthat cannot stay away from you.Nothing less,Nothing more,I cannot let it go,I will not harm you.What I'm Going Through, It's Not Your Fault.What You're Going Through, It's Not My Fault.The moment I was bittenby the crazy dog you hired,I realized that my crazy lovehas fucked your mind.It passed a long timesince then,but you can't recover.I'm Sorry I Loved You,I'm Sorry I Love You.
When I Was YoungOnce upon a time,When I was young,I believed our world is nice.When I was young...I thought I was the faulty one,A parasite, a virus,so sick and so hideousI was asking so much,always more than my lunch"All these goodies, not enough?What is more you need to laugh?"When I was young,I believed our world is niceI felt, I was the broken one...So I was shy, very shyWhen I should and when I shouldn't...I was so silly, stupid!I thought I'm asking so much!More than I need for lunch!And if it happened to need more,I would never ask it for.But now I've grown so much,little shame for my lunch,Some they say, no shame at all,that I'm out of control.But now I've grown so much...I always ask it for!There's no shame, No more!
We Are The MachineBorn in deep cold silenceOf generator's hum.We are programmed to obeyAnd built to overcome.Shattered glass on the groundWelcomes us to lifeOf military dominance.Of agony and strife.We aren't just an army.We are the machine.Our minds are made of metal.Our wrath is cold and clean.Marching on in harmony,Blood upon skin green.We aren't just an army.We are the machine.Eating processed snack foodAnd gunning down our foes,We follow the tallestAs our empire grows.No one stands against usWithout being destroyed.We are the coming doomThat no one can avoid.We aren't just an army.We are the machine.Our minds are made of metal.Our wrath is cold and clean.Marching on in harmony,Blood upon skin green.We aren't just an army.We are the machine.Our cancer, the defects,Are glitched in the head.We find those afflictedThey all end up dead.We must never questionOur existence as slaves.As control brains monitorOur radio waves.We aren't just an army.We are the machine.
LiliyaBright-eyed,bird-bonedwhisper girl;dark-dressed,moon-backedmistress of light.
Too weakDoctors say I'm simply weak,so I get sick all the time.Nothing more, nothing less.I must be careful.I believe them, I feel it,I was always feeling it.How my love for you is so strong?Maybe you are right,my love for you is a sickness,result of my weakness.
The World Is YoursThe world is yours,You know itand I know it,no matter what I'm saying.But don't ask mewhat I would do without you.This world,without you,simply it wouldn't exist.But it would exist another world,better or not, I don't know.But you existand this world existsandThe world is yours.
Why You?Once you askedWhy You?I Ask MySelf The Same QuestionEvery Night,Every Day,Every Hour,Every Minute.Why You???
Those Who CareHold me close,Then kiss my hair,And just remind me,There are those who care.
Hold me close,
Then kiss my hair,
And just remind me,
There are those who care.