I knew nothing about the world
I was shy and shaken...
There are millions of colors and textures of sand...
How do you distinguish one grain of sand from...
This money is my "now" and...
And I'll be damned if I threw this away...
Lets talk about pain...
"It hurts"...
Headphones blasted, Rock genre is the trend
Pencil and paper, a lyricist on a mission...
A benign blank page
frequently reflects the condition...
It started with a virgin red rose,
in the beginning of spring...
The sky is blue
The grass is green...
As I precede to speak.
I remember my knife...
I have a heart that doesn't feel anymore
Empty soul with no reason to live for...
This What I Feel like
See I got this thing right...
Here profile picture stands out
With a smile like that...
Just another distant memory that blows in the air...
Separated, the isolation proved to benefit me
Eyes served my purpose but even so I could barley...