Hidden Tears

It's time to recognize, were back to reality

The cheer went down with the sun

and here we stand alone again
So whats this check that we call reality

when were both happy and sad

lonely and oh so mad

How do we cut through these smiles

what lies beneath it only gets worse

were battling for the best

Were cutting, hoping for the rest

While these tears flow under the skin

Another let down you cause

never missing a step

its a break of time

A smile a Frown

its all beneath the sound

of the sigh we sing

so we'll raise a glass

to the tears falling slowly

and pray that something might change
between the night passing

What happened to the heart thats true

Rainy Day

How do you forget? I guess the question really is, how do so many people just let go of the past? They refuse to dwell on it or let it bring their spirit down and they don't look back. While others look back on every detail of their past that they remember. Of course 9o percent of those memories that continue to hold you back are negative. One image can bring your entire mood to a shattering halt. Explaining this is anything but simple.

The things we did make us who we are now. Good or bad. So all we can really do is pray that the past wont predict what happens in the future. If you don't meet halfway, none of your relationships will last. You have to learn and respect what others expect.

*when you figure out love is all that matters after all it sure makes everything else seem so small. it's so easy to get lost inside a problem that seems so big at the time. it's like a river thats so wide it swallows you whole*

Take this thought

I'm watching this life flashing before my eyes
thinking about taking this car over the edge
maybe we would crash into that tree
maybe not
What would they think? What would they feel?
The phonecall you cant erase
I wonder if they thought to care
maybe not
And so they thought that this would be another time
just another time to say goodbye
maybe they were right
maybe not
That young girl with all that potential
Now shes dreaming like an angel
I wonder if thats what I would become
Maybe not
Would he forgive
I can never see the faces
Or hear the sirens holding on the hope
Would God hold this sin
What would I become
Another lost cause
another lost soul
maybe not