No need to perform

Damage is minimal,
Stop that- Drop that-
Me? I'm going to keep on smiling.
You? You're going to need restyling.

Past times, lost times.

Run bird, it is your day.
Your day to shine,
The skies will be mine.

You have been given a label,
one to fly,
in the sky,
until you die.
And you are proving them wrong.

What if I told you that you were different?
Would you prove me wrong?
Would you stand up tall and do what's different from different,
in an act to be normal?

Or would it all be the same-
All the same because you are you.
Not different,
But You.

I don't get it,
I don't think you get it either.
You are just You.

So bird,
Run.
Hop.
Leap.
Stretch your wings and soar.
Because maybe flying just seems a little too daunting to be doing from the start.

That's upsetting

What a joke;

this isn't a simple display,

you're a mess.

A fucking mess.

But you're unaware,

ignorant,

bliss,

I don't understand-

How can people be this stupid.

.. Or maybe it's just me?

What a mess,

Oh, such a mess,

I don't want to be the one to have to clean it.

I'm leaving now,

If you insist,

and even if you don't,

I still will.

Because I'm sick of you,

I'm sick of humanity.

Intelligently designed flaws

Turning, Turning, Turning.
Little hill near Chernogorsk.
Somewhere in Chenarus.

You're drawn back,
trying to find salvation,
in a place where you will find none.

This is all according to schedule.
You aren't leaving any time soon.
Have you missed your train?
Was there ever one to begin with?
I'll never know,
You took my only map.
Now I'm sitting here,
Waiting.

Last fight, call in the cavalry

Bring everything,
Make the ground thunder,
You're walking into danger-
Are you ready?

Ready the cannons,
Load your muskets,
I fight for my country,
My one and only love.

Im now in the drivers seat,
Fighting strong for the only one,
I love you best.
We both know only one of us will make it out alive,
Should have seen this coming.

Its a slow dance with a name called danger,
Are you ready for it?

Do what you love because you're going to die anyways

Are you back,
back in love?

Looks like we're here again,
everything's the same.
The clock turns but nothing ever changes,
everything's the same.
What's the point in trying to go places when,
everything's the same?

Hello, sun,
let me share you with the world.
No,
come back,
don't go.
You may leave when I tell you so-

Until I have seen the end of the world,
Until I have seen the dark at the end of the tunnel,
Until I am satisfied.
When all is said and done,
Then you have my permission to say good bye.
Then you have my permission to die.

Colour the post Dark Olive Green

You can have it tomorrow when I go back or something,
take back this,
you won't need it anymore.


I threw it in the garbage,
you should do the same.
Or you might end up like me,
going through trash,
looking for hope,
in a place it doesn't belong.