Erase those harsh words said
They're sketched in nothing more than pencil...

Do you hear that?
That crisp crackling fire in the distance...

Luscious swirls of fragrance
Tumble gracefully my way...

I'm so bummed out.
It's very stange...

I've fallen and i know it
and i hate it...

It's hard to live on uncertainty
Cause it means that there's no guarantee...

Her dress was stunning;
Facade quite cunning...

I know it looks long but it's a fast read, please...
Tears stream down my face...

Being different become bad?
speaking your mind become offensive...

Love is a sweet and simple thing
It will embrace you with its wing...

This is supposed to be an extended metaphor...
I long to belong again...

You still give me butterflies
Though we have said our goodbyes...