Wrong Roses

I was lost in all my poems
I couldn't find the light.
My ears were hurt from the noise that
came through the window.

He prefers to be
laying unconscious in the beach.
Maybe she's hoping to go back
and he... he thinks in getting her back.
She's such a queen for him
but I KNOW. It can't be me.

Sorry Lover

You Magically seem to have the answer for all the questions, because
Now people are against our fate
We seem to climb up on the sky


Secret and Shame are two enemies
'Cause I mean what I said today
I don't love you like yesterday


-Well, d'you Love me?
-Yes I do
-Well that's enough good
-I don't seem to love another, but If I do, Sorry Lover.




Let's climb up our hearts because
That is a difficult task
We are all on this together, nobody's gone
We seem to jump down onto Earth.

Fantasy

I would like to be your Fantasy
but It is all so real, we're taking it so naturally.
Is my thought scary? Do you analyze that I cannot compete
with the fact that when you're high, I cannot resist you?

Well then, now that I told you about myself....
You have to realize that we're once again talking
And there's nothing left to do.

Sometimes I think that the world is completely against me.
But is there a problem with that? If I have just crossed the line
between
Reality
And
Fantasy.





For You.

Doctor.

Doctor.

Secret High and Low, All In one.
Little do we have to survive.
To try and relax as always won't help right now,
even if you're near me.

Doctor help me, I don't know what to do
Tell me if I need some pills or something else

Pain in every place except the heart
It's beating like a hurricane I don't know how to stop it

Doctor help me, I don't know what to do

Tell me if I need some pills or something else like...

Maybe It's something unknown

Something I don't know

Tell me so, tell me who you are.

So I think I might have to understand

as the wind, please I'm asking you

Doctor help me, I don't know what to do

Tell me if I need some pills or something else like Love.

One of Those Days

I'm having One Of Those Days.

Yes, again.

It's happening too quickly,

the gaps between my feelings and yours are not too far away.

I should feel happy

But now I'm feeling awkward.

It's getting darker and I can't hear you talk anymore.

Maybe you're having One of Those Days.

Maybe I'm not the only one.

Maybe tomorrow it'll be gone.

Hope?

Living

Do not fear to harm me

You still do it.

Do not try to encourage my feelings

It's useless and hopeless.

Do it for yourself.

Be selfish this time.

Come on.

Telepathic Chord

I lie awake
But you send me to sleep again

Why, oh, why?
What did I do?
Do you hear what we speak at night?
Do we dream the same?

The world stands still
And a breath can be heard
Far away, in million years
I will hear the chord
That will tell me everything is ready
To talk again.