Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Still no title

When night fills your days
Then stop and think of me
I shall be your light
Help you find the key
When feeling forgotten,
on this long dark way
I'll help you to breathe
And we will be on our way.
So take my hand and never part
Till from this life, we do depart.

Lost Girl

You see she's told herself
That she knows best
Must have been tired
Of failing every test

So she hides her tears
And stands there strong
Trying not to think of
The chance that she's wrong.

Nobody would know
She is really afraid
Since they can't see
Through the mess that she's made

What will she do with
The bridges she's burned
The friends she lost
With the rep that she's earned?

Tired

Tired of being forgotten
Tired of being ignored
Tired of feeling beaten
Tired of being bored

I wish I could stop crying
I wish I could break free
I wish my eyes would open
Maybe then I would see

See that I have forgotten
Remember what I've ignored
Remember who was beaten
Who hung up on a board

My eyes have fallen again