You beg and plead, come to my aid. “the boy who cried wolf” Always in trouble. When I see you, I see double. No need to cry out, this is the wo…
In the eye of the beholder, holds… for each perspective is far too le… narrow, ripping at the seams. Have you ever clarified opinions? Or do you wait behind the curtains…
Everything is too much for me I fall in love too easily Afraid to be happy I’d still feel dead in Miami Set free the old me
The words spilled out of my lips,… Flowing endlessly like a river, no… I only spoke the truth, I spoke m… I am sorry If my truth was in the… You were always the one whom I we…
Where do you go at night, You do what you, “think is right.” Where does your mind go at night? You say you are lonely, but you ar… Sleep with the moon and rise with…
‘The boy at the music store, not the same person I met before. New face, new embrace, quick conversation, so much tempta… A light breeze, a cool freeze,
I feel like I have lived a thousa… Every photograph a different perso… Each memory a lifetime ago. The future already seems like a me… and here I am seeing the endless p…
The sun is beating down on the cit… and its closer than ever before. Everyone seems to be getting up, and chasing the heat. Absorbing it with what little time…
Waking up every morning with this… Going from my chest, all the way t… Resembling a giant knot, like the… keep the boats tied up close to sh… The boat I would always get on
The tide brings me in, and I get… Deep deep into the dark blue sea. Underneath the tower the structure… and now it is time to see.
I keep repeating the past in new f… can you release me from this desti… I want to be released from the pri… I need the strength to carry on th… I know my reality is a reflection…
They say moments are priceless, but what about those moments with people you loose? That shit sticks with you for ever, that pain stays. And you know what, that pain is priceless. Who w...
The beginning to the end, no time to pretend, that time is our friend. Tomorrow, & today, we live our Su… its all the same– it’s no old news…
Life becomes this endless pattern of stories, stories to be told. People to meet, people you’ve met. Some people stay, but most people go & along with the river we flow. Every job, ever...
You told me once, you told me twice, ‘ told me three times before. I don’t remember. You told me before,