Like there is nothing you can do but just keep being inspired?


OverseerAs soon as she closes her eyes The thought of him passes by Dark clouds follow her everyday But she always has courage to stayOverseer
She knows he watches her from above Always showing that the love was there From the moment she saw him, she knew That she will have eternal love for you
The overseers of above Send nothing but their love She has faith that soon one day
They will meet face to face Where shell finally be able to love The one who didnt have a choice Whose voice couldnt be heard


bedriddenDays on end she can lay in her bed Think about her life and how it should be instead She is beautiful, it doesnt matter what is said But all these words could go right through her headbedridden
And Oh! She will never know oh! Where her life will go oh!
But maybe soon, she find him too And theyll live in the castle where theyll spoon Shell whisper that shes in love And look out the window, see the sun..
Set on the horizon And watch the colors all blend Reminds her of the beauty
That this world has offered to send


Old House MemoriesPictures frames coated with dust Accompanied by a trash cans rust Her memories are scattered on the floorOld House Memories
She can recall her thoughts When she was a ballroom dancer The first place trophies has never fell any faster
As her children hustle around Her belongings are divided As if she has passed and it was never decided
Her eyes tear up They begin to race down her face As she stands up to be pushed out of place
Unknowingly, she becomes overwhelmed Thrown aside just like her thoughts She is by herself, hulled up in a room In


Transition To My REM CycleThe words slip into my brain make sure they dont fall on deaf ears it burns slow like a fire my insides are set ablazeTransition To My REM Cycle
My joints are getting sluggish Nuts and bolts wont hold me together for long Oil is dripping from every inch of me The gears grind away to dust
Now is the time for me to fall apart Where it all encloses on itself The cliché lines of break downs come to mind But in the end, im the one whos lying
Casualness ensues in the conversation Pushing for selfless happiness follows Think other than yourself
Hi!
-Scuttles off to hit the watch button...-
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