Que Sera Sera, whatever ill be will be.."

What a year it has been
and you still walking beside me.
Must you walk for so long?
must we continue this till we're gone?
it's going to end, I'm sure it will,
i know it, you know it but still,
i find you weeping,
with the tear drops seeping,
it was all made to end.

my friend, you built up so much
but tared it down the same,
I'm bored, I'm tied,
because everything is the same.
no amount of tears, can restore my happiness
why can't you understand,that it was all for the best?
Dearest, i love you, you know that it's true,
but i think i can go where i have t go..
without you.

HATE, a verb i often convey
i see it everywhere,
in the things I say.
revenge, i don't dig it.
But when it come to despair,
i will see to it that its given,
and that IT gets its fair share.

I compose this piece,
to make a mark,
to say that not all angels,
are deemed to say "hark".
and to say that what is going to happen,
is supposed to happen,
and what will be, will be.
Also that it will be Fate's vote to rock me.
he'll cast his line,
to save me.

But when the ship sinks,
and we heal over time,
remember my darling,
you at one point were mine.