It's my LifeWhen life tries to bring you down
try to live it up and turn things around
because a smile gone into a frown
would turn the world like Topsy-turvy town.
As to a lot may have been strange
just like the meter on my car's gauge
I just want to let the people know
that life can't be dug by a hoe
and as human's, we have sins to atone.
A tall tale that's not yet said and done
is like a world that ran out of fun
wish that my friend's wouldn't run out of puns
and that guy weighed like a ton!
Heaven smiles upon the people who are positive
to those who think otherwise are negative
for their thoughts can either be diversive
or maybe it's just their prerogative.
I can feel a force... Something elusive
or maybe it's just my friend who's really seductive
I can't resist the sediment that come's out of her like some kind of adhesive
and the actions we made were rather... Intensive.
Life is as soft as and fragile as of a feather
so delicate and tender just like the hair of Heather
not like leather that
He ReturnsTwas the night before the holy day
no one was angry or even in dismay
all the people in the village would say
"Merry Christmas to all and that I might may."
as people would go to their home
and sitting near the fire place with a tome
a bible which was read in each house
even a stranger that's riddled with louse
the night grew cold and late
as general winter would greet some mates
at the tavern most men would drink
with ale until their minds were to numb to think
a cold blizzard came by the village
as if it's like bandits were to pillage
men from the tavern trying to get home
they would scatter a stray as they would roam
then a man walked by with a light so strong
he had hair with a beard and robes that were really long
he wore sandals and yet he was never that cold
as he passed by the blizzard stopped, then the men were foretold
"No need to be cold my children, go home to your family.
For they would worry about you so much."
the men were frightened and felt so much love
and a warm ligh
Vagabond TomA man named Tom who roams with his fiddle
playing each day and he talks of riddles
happy and free as he could be
while he stumbles upon a village that he see's
As he passed by villager's said hi
everybody working a sweat and wasted no time
for the winter would come and so they could hide
preparations started early for they want to survive
winter's debut to the village, for that they won't strive
Tom saw them work so he decided to help
so the mayor told him.
"why not go to the Inn?, I'm sure they could use some entertainment."
as soon as he played, the people boo'd him and tomatoes they've pelt
Tom had nothing to do but dashed and fled.
Winter draws near and he had nowhere to stay
and stumbled across the same village and yet he would say
"I am not going back there. For they might let me sleep in the stables.
and there won't be food on the table. for the Inn would be full.
then they would treat me like a mule and feed me with hay."
So Tom slept outside like a dog
he bundled up some hay a
Random ThoughtsRemembering the past where it's happy always
I never sought that the day would come back again
where being happy means a whole lot to me
the once happy go lucky me has finally returned
from a long slumber that felt like years
never felt being so lonely could be as bright as ever
now I don't have to feel alone anymore
For I have myself to love and for my friends
to love me more for who I am and for who I am not
be true to yourself and the rest will follow
Trust. Believe and Surrender...
ScarredA day that would begin a new
as each day I were to see you
my heart would crumble to pieces
it's hard to ignore you,
like learning telekinesis.
I can't get you out of my head
how can I make amends
when each day my life grew tense.
I would lose a limb
because you had fell for him
why must you be so harsh?
now I just want to drown myself in marsh.
My sorrow's and pain grow
that I've lost what's all to know
I have loved to see us as one
such sweet unity would be fun.
Tragedy that's full of heart ache
I don't know how much I could take
it's enough to make a smith to forge and create
a black steel heart that's filled with hate.
The BirdgeOur friendship was first born and linked by a wooden bridge
as our relationship grew stronger so did I rebuilt it
from ropes to wood through all those months
seems to me that now you wanted to torch it down
Oh why must you do so?
have I done something wrong?
have I dealt a severe injury into our relationship,
that you hold a torch now and wanting to burn the link.
I do love to see a future with you so please don't destroy it?
I want to be with you, either friends or as lovers
The bridge that I've built for us now did turn into steel
but now you just want to destroy it and forget about me forever.
As time diminishes and so does our relationship
and so does the bridge that was intertwined between us
started to disintegrate.
Heart and SoulI can't imagine life without you
we speak of the future and the good life
but in the end we have nothing
how long does my heart have to suffer
before I stop and read the signs
that she's no longer mine...
this pain filled tragedy in me
I cannot control it
wishing that I could see her
to give one velvet kiss
seeing that it's impossible now
that forever we shall be
I can't find another woman like you
for people spoke of others out there
but can I find the same one as you?
they said there are plenty of fish in the sea
but your the only fish that's truly rare
a particular species that I wish to find
I can't stop thinking of you
and it's unhealthy to do too
I love you and I know
how I just wish that we could be together
my dear, I love you.. forever more