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RegretsIf you had the chance to change one thing would you?
If you had the chance the start over could you?
Would you take back those things you said?
Perhaps say something else instead?
We all have regrets that will stay with us forever,
And we can sit and reminisce but we can't change them, never,
We can wonder all the ifs and buts what if I'd said this,
And ponder all the chances that we might we miss.
We can think for so long that we live in the past,
Going over events and things that didn't last,
Relationships and friendships and things left unsaid,
All those things we wanted to say but we kept them in our head.
Would it have made a difference would it have changed a thing
Would we even be here now if I'd said a god damn thing?
If I had the chance to change one thing I wouldn't.
If I had to start over I couldn't.
A Reason to StayAgain and again we stumble and fall,
Where do you find the strength to not end it all?
If you life is really as bad as you say,
Why do you hang on for one more day?
I don't know about you, but I couldn't take my own life
even if it is sometimes filled with pain and strife
I have friends and family - a reason to stay
and a little brother who looks up to me
See when I narrow it down, need a reason to stick around
He'll come to me and turn my frown upside down
There's still innocence in his eyes
for his life, isn't filled with as many lies
So I'll smile and laugh as he pull's a silly face
and remember than for now, here is my place.
MasqueradeWe like to believe that we're not on our own
In what we call life we don't want to be alone
So we mould ourselves to what others want to see
Faking a smile - that's how we should be
We follow the fashions, the latest trends
Trying to impress, those we call friends
We fake our emotions, pretend we don't care
But sometimes this life is more than we can bare
I don't want to be fake, I want to be real
I don't want to pretend, I want to say how I feel
But I want to be happy, not sad anymore
I want a reason to smile, something to live for
I don't want to live in this masquerade
or be a puppet that society's made
If I'm sad, that's fine, If I'm happy thats great,
But I want to be myself before its too late
Old School Gates
I went for a drive down memory lane
Westbound to the town from which I came
I drove for miles along the roads that I've known -
all my life until I came to the place I called home
As I drove down the streets I walked down 4 years
my eyes became blurry as they filled with tears
I went for a drive down memory lane
to my old school building where only gates remain
for there was an old building that once stood so tall
and now there is nothing, nothing at all
So I parked up the car as I stared at those gates
and I tried to picture those times I spent with my mates
The good times we had as we sat on the grass,
Laughing and joking on our way back to class
It might sound stupid, but not to me
I sometimes wish things were how they used to be
But times have changed, and no one's the same
and those old school gates are all that remain
Shooting StarWhen it feels like there's no one left to turn to
That there’s no one there to dry your tears
Come to me and I'll be your shooting star
Confide in me your hopes and fears
I’ll share them all with you
Share with me your wildest dreams,
I can't promise to make them come true,
But I can promise I’ll be there to pick up the pieces
Of your broken heart if your dreams happen to fall through
I'll be there no matter how hard it seems
All NightI wish I could write you a happy ending
Something to help your heart whilst mending
I wish that I could write you a meaningful song
If only the words hadn't come out all wrong
I wish I could find you a silver lining
To help you see this fights worth fighting
All these things I wish I could do,
And all these things would be only for you.
But I can’t write you a story nor can I sing you a song
I can only listen to you, but I have all night long.
Potential Prince Charming
Every young girl dreams of a knight in shining armour
He’s handsome, and brave, and a bit of a charmer
He’ll come to the rescue on his horse of white
And steal you away in the dark of the night
But this is just a fairy tale, a story to believe
Reality is different, you must not be deceived
You see the prince is just a concept, someone to save the day
How can you expect a prince, you’re not a princess anyway
Look past the charm and handsome looks
Forget the fairytales you’ve read in books
A prince is just a symbol, an image, nothing more
He is not a goal, or something to strive for
Your Prince may come along one day, in a suit of rusted armour
His hair might be messy, and he’s not quite the charmer
His horse may not be white, and he may not be that brave
But what more could you ask for, if it’s you he’s come to save?
To be Alone would be a Terrible Existence
Did you ever think that you would find,
Another soul that understands your mind?
Did you ever think that you would meet,
Another one that makes you feel complete?
Someone to help you through the darkest times
And overcome the tallest of climbs
And even when there are no words to say,
They help you heal in their own unique way
For even when the words run dry
Neither of you have to try
Words are not needed to explain
For they honestly know your pain -
As you unfortunately know theirs
And together you understand the silent despairs
But stumbling in the darkness you both find a way
To help each other, find the light in each day.
To be alone in this world so bleak and unjust
Would be a terrible existence, having no-one to trust?
So when the days are too dark and the nights are too long
I'm glad I have somewhere I feel I belong.
Some days it is hard to say
“Its fine really”, “Yes I’m okay”
Some days it’s hard to pretend,
And smile as darkness descends
But Some days it’s easier to run and hide
Than let them see the hurt inside
Some days it’s better to deceive
Those around you and just let them believe
Laugh and joke, act like you don’t care
Keep in the pain that’s too hard to share
Keep smiling and laughing and acting the clown
They won’t ever expect that you’re feeling down
But slowly and surely it’s eating you alive
Now it’s become a battle to survive
You’re losing yourself, this endless fight
Now you’re searching for the light
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