The Lily of the Valley Blossoms beautifully Its fragance is light and fresh But poison runs through its veins, A dark side it surely hides
No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…
Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted
Sunshine, Driven by Helios through the Sky In a golden chariot To the sole purpose Of illuminating my life
Pain radiates from my shoulders As I am carrying the whole world I imagine others hurting Like it could ease my pain But it won’t ever go away
I stare at the mirror All I see is a Monster When have I started to become This horrifying wraith? Like Dorian Gray
Anxiety is dancing in my mind In a loud trance My fears Are rushing into my head How can I ever stop them?
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,
How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment
What a beautiful rose in my garden I look at her And I remember Only her Can keep my secrets forever
Incredible is my mother She is kind like no other A pure Angel is nothing compared… Beautiful and fraich as dew, Enchantress
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times