…thoughts My Life always seems to be Full of chaos Why can't I be me? Night will come Loneliness makes me weak I still lay in my bed Weeping and crying again How things have gone so bad again? I don't understand My end is…

…of grass Every endless form most beautiful Alive, aware, in awe Before the grandeur of it all Our floating pale blue ark Of endless forms most beautiful Beyond aeons we take a ride Welcoming the shrew that survived To…

…TO SEE YOU TONIGHT, IT CAN BE OUT OWN DELIGHT, YOU ARE ALWEYS ON LAGOON MOOD, LIKE YOU HAVE SEEN A FULL MOON, I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY,YOU DONT LISTEN ANYWAY, LIKE FOR YOU IT IS JUST A GAME, THROUGHT FOR YOU IT HAS…

…make excures, everyday. You make your own minds, are you sure it all was wise, the rooms are fool of patiences, you all see the people, not help on their own days. You like to spend time with you new wife, they like to…

…I saw your face in a riot picture In your eyes I could feel the friction Once again, I want some of your attention In for a split second Turn a pacifist into art Turn a communist into sharing bombs Turn me inside out…

…You play, all the time,your own games, other people, really dont matter, its your way of life, your own life. You are from a split family, you are used to live like it, it is always a different lifestyle, if you are…