UnderstandingMadness

'....cause you can lose it,like me,and oh well,the soul of the poet is in its broken heart. All i needed was those eyes,synister girl,down in the woods...i see her eyes,i don't give a damn,cause someone who said,she isn't mine...now i don't now,where should i go,when i fall asleep every night they're still there watching waiting for a chance to steal  my heart again,today i cry tomorrow i die...

time's fading thy souls...and the ones like me,they're just long lost forgotten inside of crystal libraries,wondering why the people outside the cave are far away in their ways,wondering why everything's not the same as it should be,why life's values are so inverted...we all need to be happy,we all deserve to be happy,do what makes you happy,but remember....to aways be a good heart,nobody care if it's broken or not,no matter what people think...nobody knows you better than you....kill what's killing you....that's what i need to do...and don't ever forget....only who's forgotten is dead

i wish people were more like you....so i could find you everywhere...live it up,leave the past behind,i won't let they have my life,guess i'll just follow on,one day i'll be back,in the day where they really get what i'm talking about...people needs to see,they need to feel,to believe,we're all making sacrifices everyday,life's teaching everybody....for nothing ?
   no....there's a lot more for you than you can think of,keep your focus,don't let anybody tells you what to do,,follow your dreams,follow your heart...if you do have one...it will show you the way.