Chris (Acw)

What was it you wanted from me anyway And shall I smile and say hello today And pass you by as if we never were here My eyes mist looking at stars, there's no tear. What would I want to cry for anyway Dessicated by time and too inert to play What would I do with old age and misery Sometimes in failure I find God's beauty So shall like a shining symbol of human lies Tell you congratulations now? Love sighs To lose, and I nonchalant will fare no worse Nothing in my destiny did your lost reverse It is the perpetual "what if" and "if only" That will not let go, I am driven crazy By this penchant to possess what others reap From refuse, I miss what i did not try to keep.