I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.
On the outside, they look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They're broken for different reasons,
and in different ways they hide
the pain, the hurt, the story; they will never tell.
The source of the brokenness
is what they hide.
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met.
They look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They are just like me!
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
