If I could write myself a new life,
I'll write it so vivid...
You could reach out and touch It
I'll write a generous smile,
...
FEAR BY GOLDEN O
Slowly she loses grip on her senses
The tears hidden behind her lenses
...
There is a thin line between you and I,
I do not see it,
Because I do not want to.
But you see it...
...
Though I dream
In colours,
Yet my reality get Mixed up
In greys.
...
Beneath the screams and Chorus
Its a heart that beats
Its own bass...
A heart that's questioned its
...
Tick Tock...
Crow Crow...
Morning dew...
Settles upon my cheek.
...
Beating heart...
Adrenaline rush...
A craze in the movement.
Smiling faces...
...
That faithful night while
The Children stayed out
To play...
Under the glowing moonlight...
...
I wish i knew why it seems like...
the smile isn't coming from my
soul...
it seems I'd stayed too long,
...