A wish is a wishI wish I wasnt so afraid of other peoples feelingsI wish I was the only one with the problemI wish feelings never changedI wish I could be happy all the timeI wish I could make everyone else happy all the timeI wish some people would never go awayI wish I could wish some people away foreverI wish I could turn back time even if I couldnt change anythingI wish I never got tiredI wish I was perfectI wish I knew what perfect wasI wish love would last foreverI wish there was always something to talk aboutI wish I knew what I wantedI wish I didnt wantI wish I could be everything that everyone wanted me to beI wish I
Wake upInside this beautiful dream I fight for controlIt is the perfect vision in all respect but oneIt's not meI'd do anything to be the me in my dreamsI dance, I kiss, I laugh, I lovebut I am just an onlookerI am trapped in this abuseto watch my happiness in miseryExhausted I strive to keep myself awakeTortured with the thought of never waking upThe thought of deathTo spend an endless eternity in my beautiful nightmareWatching from a distancePleading for nothingness
InsanityNo need to be exhausted anymoreAs you lay your precious headThe perfect stillness and insentientexpression are immortalized in your stareYour skin the palest blue, soft to touch but oh so coldForgive me for the abuse but thank mefor ending this impossible nightmarethat was your lifeYou have cryed and trembled before meBegging me pleaseInside your mind I could see my serpent entwinewith strain on your soulSoundless pleads, tired but enragedYour cry is weakFading beyond darknessDesperate and brokenWith the faintest kiss I open you upI can see inside and your confusedBut I know what you wantYour lips say l
TerminalWhat if I died tomorrow? Who would listen then?Is it the wrong place at the wrong time?Maybe the wrong time in the wrong life?What do I have to show for my great existance?How do you forget forever? Will the rain never fall again?Will the angels stop protecting me?Were they ever there at all?When do I get my wings?Wheres my claim to this forged saviour?I have never been to proud.I have not climbed this far for you to gouge out these eyes that have seen so much.Nail these hands that have felt so much.Take this mind that has thought so much.Break this heart that has loved so much.What gives anyone the right to te
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