Someone save this world,
For I fear I can not...

People tell me I have a gift,
For these words I pen to this page...

It stands alone,
An inanimate silhouette...

Wake me from this dream,
Give me back my life...

Many have traveled the path,
Time and time again...

The Harlequin grips his violin,
The Cafe is ready to go...

Is this the end?
Will this generation be the one...

She has captivated my soul,
Rendering it hard to speak...

What am I suppose to do,
When this pain has become to much to bear...

Have you tasted the depth of depression?
Caught in life's indignant deception...

Dear Virginia,
Its Students...

Let go of your ambition,
Desire means nothing in this society...