Stop being a dreamer,
for your dreams will not come true...
We met when we were in first grade,
now were in ninth but it's all beginning to fade...
Read the volumes of fairy tales,
of stories upon your shelf...
I breathe so slowly,
my breath white as snow...
I try so hard to find the good in others,
But everyone is just so cruel...
Why do people have to be so cruel?
They sit there and laugh on their faraway stool...
Horses
Independent, proud...
It's getting so hard to breathe,
I can't take it anymore...
The summer is leaving and soon school will start,
the misery will come back to tear out my heart...
I try to tell you but I can't find the word,
To tell you how I feel so absurd...
I pity the fool who cannot see,
The light far in the tunnel...
I promise I won't bother you anymore,
You won't see me again I will close my door...