I want to hold you close to me,
If only when we have dreams.
I want to be the one to cause your fears to fade -
The one who will quiet your screams.
I want to be the one you look to;
For comfort, for love.
I would never leave you
To seek them from above.
I want to love you –
The way that you deserve.
I would give you everlasting love,
With which my dying breath would even observe.
I want these things for you,
My sweet reason for living,
But I can’t stay like this anymore,
With all the energy that to you I’ve been giving.
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The things they speak are only lies;
Instruments of the mind, meant for us to despise.
Heed not their words, for they don’t know you.
We will be the ones to see the darkened sky through.
If you falter, I will support you – I will hold your hand.
These are the things they don’t have to understand.
For when I am with you, have no fear.
They can’t see us, and they aren’t here to hear.
So when you think of those memories again,
Just go back, and think of before then.
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The grass outside shines with the dew of the morning,
But this picture doesn’t paint us a future’s warning.
It is only what is now – the present.
Therefore I will live for today, not for tomorrow or the past,
And I will work hard, and make my footprints in the sands of time last.
I don’t stand for much, but what little I do I will represent.
Even if I lose my myself within the grasp of insanity,
I will look toward the coming hours with humanity.
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Here's a new one, but it has yet to be named.
They try to force me to be something I’m not,
But the truth is I’m not what I want to be anyways.
I wander through the morning, clutching tight to what I’ve got.
Will I be like this the rest of my days?
My sanity is melting away –
Where am I? Why am I here?
There is nothing you can say
To help me quell my fears.
So where is my savior now?
Is it watching from the distance?
Laughing as I am forced to bow?
Or does it cry at this very instance?
They still try to force me into a picture frame too small,
But now I know I never will be what I want to.
So let me be graced by this hallowed hall,
And allow me to speak for once what is true.
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