* i made this poem fer my Friend cause' he loves songs...its not a song... its about a song...i thought it'd make him happy:)*
Black lipstick upon his cheek
Red Blood, seeping from cut's so deep.
Hangover from night before
The gun is lying by the door.
In the stars, he seeks the truth.
But darkness is the only route.
I wonder why it has to Be
Pain is the only thing we receive.
Sing of life and sing of death.
Sing of pain and sing of regret.
Why isn't we can never sing.
Of love, and good things happening?
Hope is dyeing in us all
To safe us once is to watch us fall
And to see are heartbreak as usually viewed
Is to see the sun in the sky at noon.
I see the frequent break in the hearts.
The diamonds aren't showing up as much.
And everyone is loosing fate
No one cares what they end up like.
Sing of life and sing of death.
Sing of pain and sing of regret.
Why isn't we can never sing.
Of love, and good things happening?
Soon the world, is gonna turn
I hope that you're the ones who will burn.
Just cause' we show individuality.
Doesn't mean were all crazy...
I figured it all out...
The reason we can't live life out.
Is because you're holding us down
You think your better cause' your clothes!
But in the end you're all but a Pose
Sing of life and sing of death.
Sing of pain and sing of regret.
Why isn't we can never sing.
Of love, and good things happening?
Here we go and sing are song...
Love is lost, but not forever gone.
Kiss the silence forever goodbye
Sing together, are lullaby.
