Wonder

The past creeps in
Whenever I try to not think
How are you now?
Do I ever cross your mind?
Is it ever in fondness?
Or do you still carry a grudge
Because I was me?
I will never know for sure
But I can guess
And then I try to leave the past behind.

Discarded

I was going to write about how I feel
But instead I wrote this
And it all worked out
Because it was discarded
And it turns out
That was all I was trying to say

Longing

Like a creature of the night
I long for what will make me whole
For the warmth of touch
For companionship

Like the lost traveler
I long to find a home
For a place where I belong
For acceptance

Like a man who knows his fate
I long to change it
For a future I desire
For control

A longing unfulfilled
Something deep inside
I know that it is not for me
For I suffer
So others may find happiness

While I hide the real me
Deep in the shadows
Not to be seen
But to sit in longing
Alone in a crowd
A ghost of a man
Who could have been
But never was
And never will be

The Dawn

Like plaster on the wall we fall
We never know ourselves at all
Just reflections in the glass

Like wilted leaves we crumble
For the right words we fumble
Just reflections of the past

Oh, can you hear me now?
Or have I fallen out of reach?
Has the light forsaken me?
Or is it me that chose the dark?
And I'm just waiting for the dawn

Like flowers that didn't bloom
What all does the hate consume?
Just a voice without an name

Like white rooms that turn to black
We know there's no turning back
Just a loser in the game

Oh, can you hear me now?
Or have I fallen out of reach?
Has the light forsaken me?
Or is it me that chose the dark?
And I'm just waiting for the dawn

We're all just waiting for the light
To bring an end to endless night
To bring an ending to our fight
We're all just waiting for the dawn

Oh, can you hear me now?
Or have I fallen out of reach?
Has the light forsaken me?
Or is it me that chose the dark?
And I'm just waiting for the dawn
And we're just waiting for the dawn
We're all just waiting for the dawn

What was it all for?

Is this what we've been waiting for?
Is this as good as it gets?
What are we doing?
What do our lives mean?
Anything?
Nothing?
All our time
All our efforts
All our blood
All our sweat
All our tears
All our trouble
All our pain
This moment is it
This moment is all
This and nothing more
What was it all for?

Poem of Repetition

Sometimes if you pretend hard enough
You become what you pretend
Sometimes if you convince yourself
You will believe
But sometimes you are who you are
You have not changed
Only how people see you has changed
Sometimes you are the same on the inside
You cannot escape
Sometimes you can only wish
You can't do what you want
Sometimes you just give in
You let yourself be everything you hate
Sometimes you are you
And that is too much to bear
Sometimes life is what you make of it
You follow the flow
Sometimes you are what you are
And you hide inside yourself
Hoping you are never found

I'm not saying

I'm not saying I miss you
I'm not saying I need you
I'm not saying it hurts
Because I'm not saying a anything

I miss you, but you aren't the person I miss
I need to be loved, something you couldn't do
I'm not saying it hurts
Because I'm not saying anything

Time does not heal all wounds
Time just makes it easier to live with
Because even if it hurts now
Eventually, I will move on

I'm not saying I'm over you
Because I'm not saying anything