If I have a joke,
Hundreds of people I can think of to share a smile..
If I have a tear,
I can't think of anyone to share the pain..

If I'm stripped, bare and naked from my facades..
Would you still love me for who I am?

Let's close our eyes and go back to when we're 5 years old..
And never have to worry about anything..

Life is a bloody Bastard,
Time is it's Assistant,
Along with Emotions,
They send Humanity into chaos...

It isn't about the people who left,
It's about the people who was left behind..

I hold my breath so you won't hear me Scream,
When you walk away..

Sometimes when you fight too hard,
You tend to forget what exactly you're fighting for...

Cry because it ended,
Or Smile because it happened?

You are the dose of Morphine that could Numb but never Heal this wound in me...

Don't say you love me,
When your eyes say otherwise..