Why do i have a rush of these feelings,
Feeling so down, but with no meanings,
Why cant people talk like they want to,
Cant people live like they ought to,
Why do i feel so down,
I keep looking for what is missing,
I look all around,
I see what it is i love,
the girl alone in a park sitting, on the grass,
Looking up at the stars and preying to god,
asking why is her love so bound?
I wish there were people i could talk to,
That could give me some answers,
People i have never met and ones i will never meet,
I wish some were here to pull me through,
I have scars no one can see, and they feel like burns,
All i have to look forward to, are continuous lies and deceit,
I want to be the man that goes down in history,
For being the one to understand life and its pity,
because thats all i can see,
The World is falling apart, but its not going to take me.
