The smiles the laughter it is all fake
Deep down I still feel awake
Awake from the reality that I am still longing
Of the day that an angel would stand right beside me

This harsh reality is where I currently stood
Gazing at the sky wishing as hard as I could
Of the dream that one day I will be able to see
A future with you as my half to be

But alas a dream is but a dream no more no less
It is an illusion of hoping for the best
If only I am not content with just living the dream
Then the laughs and the smiles will be real and not dim

Merry Christmas!!!

*What else can I say

A broken chair holds no more support for one to sit on
A broken piano sings an offtune note that no one would understand
A broken body means you have reached the physical end of one's life
And yet a broken spirit will haunt you for all eternity.
What is one's body when there is spirit no more
A broken doll with no emotion rotting til the end of its days
One may say that it can be fixed to return order yet that is merely a lie
One can never go back to the way things before because time moves forward
It can never be before, a happenstance at best

Patheticness is a choice not a label**
You choose to be pathetic and that is what drives every ****** person to rethink their life choices
It is a mindset of cowardice and acceptance of your truly pathetic life
And yet one becomes strong being pathetic
As only the strong can overcome and the weak gets drowned
So rise you pathetic people
As the others have done as the only one they never took pity on is themselves.

Woke up to the twilight morn
With an aching head and an aching heart
Hands touch the sheet of my bed
To shield myself away from both the cold and the loss warmth

The alarm clock started to ring, to my funny luck
Given with the choice to leave it on or turn it off
It was always the same thing that ****** me
Left with the choices that I never want to hear, do, or see

But clearly I am always the loser at this game called love
As every turn every choice is wrong when push comes to shove
It always leads back to why I did this and why not do that
Forever making decisions that will never be enough

And so go back to the culprit that started this montage
Still ringing still ticking haunting me every second
Likening itself to my every love that went gone
To stop is to accept that I have succumbed to my fate
To let it ring is to endure for an eternity.
All I can think of now,
"Why did I buy that stupid clock."

"I can never understand women"
Hypocrisy from a man who's never even tried to understand a woman.
And hence the man tried.
Every time he figures something out new strings of question pop
Why what when where how which why
The more you understand the less you know
The less you know the more you want to understand
"Ah", said the man.
"I give up".

And the cycle continues...

Hopeless

Can't stop it from happening
Forbidden and taboo is spelt
exciting and new
Won't stop it from happening
tried and tried and tried but failed
Countless times and yet still not stopping
Like bees and flowers
Like Romeo and Juliet
Like happily ever after and Disney movies
You are hopeless

Once you have said that nothing has changed
Fake words spoken in a confused tongue
Dreaming the reality that you have fallen
Realizing the dream that you have not
Yet it spells out as hopeless