We sit on empty benches,
looking at the stars,
and hear the crowd in our heads cheering,
to the emptiness they found,

an old score left to settle,
but neither of us know why,
because i know that deep inside us,
theres still passion that we strived

The moments you feel lost
And the moments you feel upset
Are the ones that will bring you joy
In the future that you will set

Then we will look back
At all the hard times and the steuggles
And see that we fought
To be where we are now.

We all think too much,
And live too little,
We don't go to brunch
Or have patience to boil the kettle.

So think less
And live more,
And lets go to brunch.
And enjoy the hot and the cold.

I sit at home on a Wednesday,
Not knowing what to do.
Being shouted and screamed at
By the ones that know not to.

I feel the tension in my body
As it runs through my spine,
And I just hope that one day,
Someone might be kind.

I stare through the frosted window
Watching all the children play
Remembering the good old days
When things were simple and I didn't have to pay

For all the mistakes and wrongs I did
Because of the phase I had that day
But I was only making promises
That I didn't know I couldn't make.

I sit in bed,
Contemplating my life,
Wondering where else can I go?
Where else can I hide?

You will always be there,
No matter how hard I try,
Because I'm actually looking in the mirror ,
Looking at my reflection and my life.

You say the words you think are right
But I just know that deep inside
You're hiding your true self
You're just secretly searching for help.

You think the hurtful words will make
A better person, but that's the mistake.
They will only leave you bare and bone
Then you with the world will be left alone.