Million Manias -Chapter 2-

I remember when it rained outside my window I remember our laughing fits, sweeping away the sorrow I hope that your dreams come true tonight I cope with the pain in my heart of might Can't you understand my true colors? Can't you make out my face in the mirrors? No...don't... You walk away, free from my cage-like grasp Your million manias will end up having a relapse Please don't leave me in the dust of my worthless memories My feet feel like boulders beneath me and your love stung like bees My poor heart of gold aches in vain now for the death of your sanity Awesome vibes slithered inside me like a serpent, hanging on a weeping willow tree so happy-go-lucky I remember the sun caressed our wild spirits at ease I remember the eye of the storm and its tender breeze Remember to forget the various mistakes of the past Look forward to a fantastic future so gracious and vast I can't look the other way because of my wandering eyes in space I can't overlook your enchanted beauty - a sincere hug I long to embrace Money can't buy the price of merriness and happiness combined Feeling like time runs away so rapidly, kinda leaving me behind Please don't grieve for the sake of my lack of joy Childlike memories I cherish when I was an innocent boy Now, look at me for a minute or two - I'm but a thief in the night, Heartlessly stealing your pride and your awfully amazing delight Your million manias have its lows in the long run I am the clouds at broad daylight, unveiling the sun I can't stop crying out for something to hold on to for life Surprise me with your unique voice of peacefulness that has nothing to do with my endless strife...deserting the urge to cut me open with this jagged knife Crimson-clustered clouds collide... Raindrops roll and enjoy the ride... Your million manias you feed me I have purged out Your million reasons to act the way you do fill me with doubt I'm always staring into space Hoping to find a significant trace But, you screwed me over with your foolish shenanigans You have released your obnoxious talking like a hundred hens I can't believe you don't listen to the silence of my words Instead, you sound just like a flock of a billion birds There's a whole lot of grief and frustration in my universe eyes Okay...maybe I'm being too harsh and hard on you...but these things I say aren't lies...it's the truth that frees you from guilt and it's a remarkable prize to earn...I still hear your million manias in my head of dread...it cries.