Fly away, to your childish dreams,

Everyday goes by,

It’s like an unfinished theme park,

You want to ride but you can’t,

You cry in a room, alone,

But no one hears you,

You realize the truth,

No one loves you,

A phantom comes to take you,

You try to run,

But a glowing butterfly stops you,

And tears fall to the ground,

You see a red balloon,

And you try and grab it,

But butterflies fly everywhere,

And you cry once again.

I cannot seem to quench it,

this thirst inside,

it drains my strength,

but the blood flows again,

I stretch and moan,

as pain hits my neck,

it seers through me,

reaching out ever so slightly,

is this natural?

I cannot keep this quench,

I thirst for more,

always yearning for more,

something strikes me,

it fills my throat,

the pleasure of it,

is intoxicating,

please don’t let this end,

the quench is so wonderful,

I won’t let it,

escape me again.

I feel the tip of a cloud,

I’m learning to fly,

I call your name loud,

But my voice will die,

I can finally fly up to you,

I can lift off my feet,

And soar in the blue,

And land on my feet,

I slowly learn to jump,

But I want to stay here,

I hit a bump,

And you are near,

I can finally fly to you,

Yes, this much is true,

Love is in there air,

I can see you there..

I know what you are,

You smile at me,

And I think,

‘how pretty,’

You turn away from me,

Why do you do that?

I want you to stay,

Please stay, pretty,

I know what you are,

But that doesn’t stop me,

From loving you,

So please don’t go away,

You take your gun,

And say these words,

Of pain, and confusion,

And all the sharp swords.

I hear you cry,

I see you die,

But before you go,

please plea slow,

I want your heart,

I want your soul,

But from the start,

You could not console,

Die, cry, fly, try, sigh…

Sing, sting, string, attached to this,

One last kiss I can’t miss.

I feel a little playful,

I might do something devious,

I might go meet someone,

And have fun,

I might run down your back,

I might play with your hair,

Be in your way,

And this is our game.

I take pictures of myself,

What is wrong with me?

Please tell yourself,

To get rid of me,

By my day I’m gone,

By my pictures I’m fading,

Everyday I’m on,

The drugs that you bring,

Sometimes I can hold,

Everything in my heart,

Pictures are a thousand words,

So what’s at the start?

By my day I’m dead,

By my pictures I’m gone and tired,

What’s in your head,

You are fired,

I take pictures of myself,

What’s wrong with me?

Dies, my heart dies,

Your lies,

The pain of spears,

The power of fear, love,

Heartache the day before,

People falling,

On their knees,

Me, my mind,

Empty,

My power, locked inside,

Really,

Can’t it be the same,

Dreams of beauty,

What is passion?

It takes control,

Try to move,

Can’t get out, locked away without a key,

Beauty,

Your eyes and your face.

Did the rain stop the pain?

Or is it still swelling?

Die, everyone disappear,

Forever from my memory,

The wind blows in my hair,

You pierce my soul,

What were you thinking?

Blood runs down your sword,

Smiles turn to dust,

They blow away into the mist,

Death and destruction,

Pain and suffering of my life,

My eyes are red from tears,

All of my dreams and fears,

Are here in my soul,

For you are glaring at me…

With my violin I play this tune,

Of sadness and sorrow,

And watch you die,

And watch you die.

I don’t know what to do,

I’m heart broken,

Even though I’ve never been loved,

Because I can’t tell him… that I love him,

He’s so out of my reach,

It’s not possible for him to see me,

Because it would kill me when he left,

He’s so far away,

Sometimes I catch myself,

Thinking about him,

But it’s useless I know,

But I’m so lonely,

My heart aches,

It longs to be loved,

It bleeds with pain and sorrow,

This passion that I seek,

He’s so out of reach,

I wait for him to come,

But he never does,

Because it would kill me when he says goodbye, goodbye.