How everyone loves you
How everyone thinks you're queen
Do but they really know the true you?
Plastic little insignificance
One day you will fall
Realizing that no one loves you after all
Always a smile on your face
Paparazzi cameras all on you
I know how you really are
And sweetheart, you're no star.
Little naive girls want to be you
A really bad influence covered in five day old alcohol
Oh why do you think you're the best of the best
You were once a little girl
So real and true
But fame has made you forget
What you've really been through.
You're more of a pest really
A disgrace to women everywhere
You're innocence left years ago
Like every lover you once had.
People think you're such a goddess
But you're really just a puppet on strings
Amy Lee was right about you
You're just an everybody's fool.
It's louder and so obvious like a glow in the dark neon sign
But people are too blinded by the sequins on your clothes
To realized who you are.
Colors and lights are too hard
To cover up the blackness in your heart
Queen Bee Barbie Doll
Mirror, mirror who is the best of the all?
Like hate written on a bathroom stall
You really are not the brightest star in the sky.
One day this will destroy you
It will tear you down and break your knees
You will cry out and say this is too much
But this is your mess and you have to clean it up.
You brainwash little girls telling them is the what a true woman is
But then they are just as bad as you
As you look into what they once were
Just ordinary little girls
But the media just won't set it up straight
As everything falls apart into puzzle pieces.
How everyone thinks you're queen
Do but they really know the true you?
Plastic little insignificance
One day you will fall
Realizing that no one loves you after all
Always a smile on your face
Paparazzi cameras all on you
I know how you really are
And sweetheart, you're no star.
Little naive girls want to be you
A really bad influence covered in five day old alcohol
Oh why do you think you're the best of the best
You were once a little girl
So real and true
But fame has made you forget
What you've really been through.
You're more of a pest really
A disgrace to women everywhere
You're innocence left years ago
Like every lover you once had.
People think you're such a goddess
But you're really just a puppet on strings
Amy Lee was right about you
You're just an everybody's fool.
It's louder and so obvious like a glow in the dark neon sign
But people are too blinded by the sequins on your clothes
To realized who you are.
Colors and lights are too hard
To cover up the blackness in your heart
Queen Bee Barbie Doll
Mirror, mirror who is the best of the all?
Like hate written on a bathroom stall
You really are not the brightest star in the sky.
One day this will destroy you
It will tear you down and break your knees
You will cry out and say this is too much
But this is your mess and you have to clean it up.
You brainwash little girls telling them is the what a true woman is
But then they are just as bad as you
As you look into what they once were
Just ordinary little girls
But the media just won't set it up straight
As everything falls apart into puzzle pieces.
When I talk to my friends I pretend I am standing on the wings
of a flying plane. I cannot be trusted to tell them how I am.
Or if I am falling to earth weighing less
than a dozen roses. Sometimes I dream they have broken up
with their lovers and are carrying food to my house.
When I open the mailbox I hear their voices
like the long upward-winding curve of a train whistle
passing through the tall grasses and ferns
after the train has passed. I never get ahead of their shadows.
I embrace them in front of moving cars. I keep them away
from my miseries because to say I am miserable is to say I am like them.
—Jason Shinder
of a flying plane. I cannot be trusted to tell them how I am.
Or if I am falling to earth weighing less
than a dozen roses. Sometimes I dream they have broken up
with their lovers and are carrying food to my house.
When I open the mailbox I hear their voices
like the long upward-winding curve of a train whistle
passing through the tall grasses and ferns
after the train has passed. I never get ahead of their shadows.
I embrace them in front of moving cars. I keep them away
from my miseries because to say I am miserable is to say I am like them.
—Jason Shinder
I am mysterious yet sweet
I wonder what the future brings
I hear wolves singing to the moon
I see diamonds swimming in a black sea above me as I lay in the grass.
I want people to understand me completely
I am random yet shy
I pretend I am always going on new adventures
I feel misunderstood
I touch shards of my past, remembering them
I worry that I won't find someone who can view things the way I do
I am courageous yet cunning
I cry because the blames fall on me
I understand people's problems
I say witty things that persuade people
I dream of an absolution & life of adventure
I try to fit in but it's just so boring
I hope to travel around the world making more friends along the way.
I am all that I am, I am all of me
I wonder what the future brings
I hear wolves singing to the moon
I see diamonds swimming in a black sea above me as I lay in the grass.
I want people to understand me completely
I am random yet shy
I pretend I am always going on new adventures
I feel misunderstood
I touch shards of my past, remembering them
I worry that I won't find someone who can view things the way I do
I am courageous yet cunning
I cry because the blames fall on me
I understand people's problems
I say witty things that persuade people
I dream of an absolution & life of adventure
I try to fit in but it's just so boring
I hope to travel around the world making more friends along the way.
I am all that I am, I am all of me
Good and evil
Love and hate
The balances of life
Makes everything flow just right
Until misery takes control of your world...
Misery is a parasite
Feeds off other's to become stronger
It hunts for those who are happy
Only to bite and infect them
With it's disease
It penetrates deep into your mind
Death and despair flood the thoughts
The virus spreads further...to your soul
You are sick with misery
Contagious
You don't want to infect
Forced into isolation
A weak body and a weak mind
There is no cure for you to find
Until the day comes when an antidote called Love
Finds it's way inside
And kills the virus
But cures are hard to find
Like any love is...
to see, feel, hear, touch and taste
your eyes, your lips, your hands
you are everywhere
a touch, soft and tender
a whisper, full of desire
a gasp of sweet surrender
as passion fuels the fire
and though we still have far to go
that's alright, we'll take it slow
and though the days are often long
with you here I can be strong
there's no time in life to judge
only time enough for love
so as another night slips by
let’s dance beneath the sky
in our secret garden
love took power over our will
progressively, gently, tenderly, lover to lover
love, you’re all I ever needed
and I want you now. now being forever.
this is my eternal vow.
A silver glint in your eyes; heartbeats clean.
A simple chord enrages me; warm smiles.
The melody plays slow; performed quite keen.
I stop midway, but memory redials.
The octave jumps to brilliance; intense.
They love attention and thought; quarter notes.
Continuous trills and glissandos; dense.
Already chosen hum no other votes.
To accidentals for wit; humor dark.
Yet, the more necessary; balance sweet.
Some kindness with speed; held out at the hark.
Released the pedal to kill the soft beat.
All are strong to my heart’s will; every song.
The echoes beneath that for which I long.
A simple chord enrages me; warm smiles.
The melody plays slow; performed quite keen.
I stop midway, but memory redials.
The octave jumps to brilliance; intense.
They love attention and thought; quarter notes.
Continuous trills and glissandos; dense.
Already chosen hum no other votes.
To accidentals for wit; humor dark.
Yet, the more necessary; balance sweet.
Some kindness with speed; held out at the hark.
Released the pedal to kill the soft beat.
All are strong to my heart’s will; every song.
The echoes beneath that for which I long.
through the thorns to the stars
The only one who doesn't know happiness
is the one who couldn't understand its call
I am Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer...
Stand alone... Where was life when it had a meaning...
Stand alone... Nothing's real anymore and...
...Endless run...
While I'm alive, I can try not to fall while flying,
Not to forget how to dream... how to love
...Endless run...
Calling Calling, For the place of knowing
There's more that what can be linked
Calling Calling, Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning Yearning, for what's left of loving
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling now, Spirits rise and falling
To stay myself longer...
Calling Calling, in the depth of longing
To stay myself longer.......
Fearless heart beats
in my chest,
strong and proud,
sensitive and fragile.
Collecting all these words
you gave as if
those are significant,
but your heart has never
spoken to me.
Empty words you gave,
the depth that lies in them
you treaded,
though I still remember that
glow in your eyes,
I still remember,
though your false love
is spreading its wings
only in dreams of my own
world.
It was me who left,
and yet
I'm still trying to forget,
still trying to erase every
moment of happiness
we lived.
And my heart is not weak,
even though it's lonely,
loneliness itself doesn't fear me,
for it loves me,
loneliness chose me.
Loneliness is jealous,
won't leave me be,
loneliness is in love
with me,
filled within my heart,
it has chosen me.
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