Emotionally drained… tired from thinking
now weak from fighting lost wars
strength once a tool but always absent of reason
while searching for every lost cause
happiness questioned… sadness a burden
slowly crushing the love from my heart
soon all that be left… be poisoned with malice
so many love's… all torn apart
avenues walked down… blurred into night-time
light bulbs blinding my eyes
darkness a blessing when hiding my feelings
but now days I've learned to cry…
cry for the daytime that leads into night-time
cry for what's torn from my heart
cry for the things that never will find me
…but each day still tares me apart
cry for lost love and all lost because of
cry for the dreams never lived
cry for the heart that always be broken
…but still has that true love to give
I can cry for a life time but nothing will change me
for the pathway I walked was my own
better to smile though weakened from living
than sit on my a*se and just moan!
