Always giving way to eternity
Who am I, but what you make?
Destined to be the "pretty thing"
That you want on your arm
Where has that passion gone?
Calmly it has become hypocrisy
As you flame about double standards
Unbelievably I believe you blindly
I wanted to be the one you want
And to be the one that you needed
I want to be the stars in your sky
I wanted to shine for you every day
But I wondered am I truly good?
After all of the emotional turmoil
Are you really any good for me?
Am I good enough for anyone?
Flames take rise and energy sparks
Throwing lightening into the fire
Creating a simple rift and we fall
Sucked into routine and boredom
Were we always friends like this?
Lucky doesn't seem to be right
And yet fate doesnt cover subtext
So where do we go from here?
With what we currently know?




5 old applause
