clear cut sadness breaks the late night callings
enjoying nothing i shall wait no longer
destined to change but the impact moments - I sit and somber
awaken me until the road aren't dead
change, to ruling my own ways is what I always forever said

searching for the inside strength
like clouds - I see nothing through
lonely hallways with no convincing option is the only thing I no is true

she came filling the repeated hopes
once again - the foggy clouds has been diminished
another weekly thing I shall cope
clear cut moments still has tought me none
cold as the whitened flurries - crawling to the sun,
and everything I wanted is now done.

lurking in for the queen is the only imagined scene
while groping for air
hair - suddenly admiring her scattered lightened brown
with truth of the fact shes gone, I frown.

forcing miserable anxiety within the soul that was once strong
I new no action was the many things I did wrong
her - smiling and laughing to a brightened strong faced prince
I've jus been a silent ghost casting away wishes, ever since.