What is a life of bickering
so short-lived at the most...

Wishes on an empty sky
-- I spread my wings; (i still can't fly...

In the midst of the battle,
I find you, so lost...

Never wished to let you go,
it seems I have no choice...

I know i must let you go
although i still see your face...

Talent doesn't matter
it's looks that count the most...

Walking down a beaten road
no sign to say which one...

Writing letters with this pen
letters i will never send...

Trying to imagine things
i know will not come true...

Sick. Aware there is no cure
and every second I hurt more...

Withering sentiment.
Beauty that fades...

Will i be saved from depths i never thought i'd...
will anybody hear my cries or will they shun them...