My EyesStaring into those two circles of green,Is there really something you can sense but isn't seen?Maybe it's something extra,or more like something that's been lost,Either way a distant look from others seems to be the cost.Or maybe it's just me......Turning my eyes away from others,not wanting the to seeThat part of me is empty.I'm broken damaged goods.That my heart isn't working the way it should.The thing is I want someone to fix it,For someone to fill me back up,even if it's just for alittle bit.To have someone who's eyes I'm not afriad to gaze intoJust to have them look at me and say "I'm here for you"For them to understand,And when I'm not ready to give my heart instead they take my hand.For them to look into my eyes,look into me,And truely love what they see
You'll never be mineTrying not to think about you is like trying not to breathe,It's impossible to do but still I gotta believe,That there was no chance,no way for me to be with you,I hate to say it but it's the only way I can get through.You were my only light in that dark place,Just seeing your face filled up my heart's empty space.Even now you still haunt my dreams,Your laugh your face,the way your smile gleamed.I don't know why I let my mind wander back to you,it only makes it worse,Your memory is like some beautiful never-ending curse.Thoughts of you and me heart will forever be intertwined,Even though I know you will never be mine.
Turn Around?Pretend your walking down the street at night,All alone,with no one around and you can tell something's not right.The feeling start in the back of your neck,Making you want to turn around and check,Are you really alone?But it's hard to move,your legs feel like stone.You begin to walk with a bit more speed,Keeping your eyes on the shadows,fighting the need,To break out into an all out run,You just want to get home,for this regretfull walk to be done.As you begin to shake at the kneesSomthing makes you stop and freeze.Wait did you hear that?What was that sound?Shhh....listen carefully behind you,do you hear those footsteps on the ground?Your staticy brain says,"Relax,it's nothing."but your fast beating heart tells you it's something.Now in your throat you can feel a scream,As you silently wish it was all a dream."W-who's there?"you ask your voice finally found,An unfamiliar voice whispers,"You'll never find out if you don't turn around"