A heart so willing finds pain in the rejection.

Freedom is flying
as i'm dying
from aggrivation
needing a seperation.

I am dying while my heart is lying.

Singing is your soul flying while crying is your soul dying.

Right not it feels like my heart is being ripped out of my chest, but as i remind myself you must too know that time will ease all traces of pain and it will become a memory past.

Tired of standing
with no relief
tired of waiting
with no peace

My heart has so much to say
But I don’t know how to display
Exactly what it wants today

Is every one
the same
mean remarks
and unfair games?

Mothers represent love and happiness,
but his screams "I hate you" with a laugh.

Tired of trying
With no success
Tired of crying
And being loveless