-lonely times- from what i see.
i sit and wonder why the happiness was short lived
i see people smile and ask no one in particular
is it me that is sad alone or is it just what i see?..
what if what i see is not a mistake
just the truth brought by some mistakes i did
mistakes i cant really tell, they'll kill me; from what i see..
then my soul will rest i suppose, rest from this void
this empty world that doesn't need me
rest from this world that everything dies from- eventually.
ill take the first place in the graveyard, perhaps after Romeo..
but wait she died along with him..
but she kills my soul; sole, from what i see
she kills without the heart of reckon
she stubs even harder when i try to understand why
she doesn't want to explain it from what i see
she just want to be gone, go far away with another man
gone from these lonely times
times that she was all could i see
stay with me now, i need you, in these times of lonelyness
stay with me my inborn friend, hold together my stand
stay with me my poetry i hold you feel you more than i can see