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When I look into the pain
Of glass all I see
All I see staring back
Is a boy I don’t know

With a glare in his eye
An angry look on his face
He lives this cold world
Alone with himself

No one will care
No one will care
For the life and the death
Of the boy I see here

Bending over backwards
Just to see what he can find
He’ll explore the depths of loneliness
Just to waste away the time

Sometimes it doesn’t matter
Who your friends are, what they think
Because the people who have hurt
The boy I see here

A brother, a lover, a companion, a friend
I’ll show those people some day
I’ll show the world some day
What I’m all about.

Wandering Thoughts

Sometimes I wonder

How they keep on going

When nothing is good

And they are alone

Do they ever

Stop and cry?

Do they ever

Stop to say goodbye?

Or do they walk away

With nothing to say

And nothing to feel at all?

Well I know what it feels like

To be left in the dust

But somehow I think that every time

Forgiveness is a must

But I’m certainly realizing

It’s not always right to say

“It’s okay.”

Do they ever

Stop and cry?

Do they ever

Stop to say goodbye?

Or do they walk away

With nothing to say

And nothing to feel at all?

Do they ever

Stop and cry?

Do they ever

Stop to say goodbye?

Or do they walk away

With nothing to say

And nothing to feel at all.