Masquerade Is Calling Again

You…my friend…my only friend Broken, broken again Torn to shreds by a different end Cast away into a distant land To meditate, to become strong willed To pick up the scattered fragments of hope left behind Headstrong, the voices call it A simple design yet you are on a failed flight They say, they say you were destined to fail, never prevail But I know your strife, I know it well You would strive to win even if it kills you Firefly, won’t you shine so bright Light the way, to finally seize the day Although I hate your ways, I can’t deny I strive to fight like you, to be like you To take the reins and control the path I need to tread Firefly…I called out: FIREFLY! ! ! ! And you know I did I put my trust, my faith, and my beliefs in you To guide me through this bittern end But Firefly, help me through this firefight Because I’m borderline to start a masquerade of painful brutality On a face full of smug arrogance and cockiness, filling others with discontent Now I hate this way, wish they would dissipate better word is disappear; don’t want to hear their name or I will be enraged Eh, oh well; this day will pass one day, this will end one way By my own hand or the forces controlling the wind