Why
You said you'd grow old with me
Why why why why
Did you have to lie
I thought you were happy
I thought you liked our life
I thought you loved me
Because I have never stopped loving YOU
I fear I never will
But you ran off with her so I guess that just makes me WEAK
Do you even care about the kids
The last time you called was'nt for a couple weeks
They miss you
They want their "loving" dad back
I try and make you seem good
But you are BAD
Let´s not fall in love
Let´s not fall in love
Love is so universal
So controversial
So not special
No no no no
We are to special for that
We have made our own world
So why cant we remake one little old word
One inclusive word only for us
I dont want our "love" to be the same as everyone elses
Because our "love" is to special to me for that
So,
Let's not fall in love
Among the flames
Everyone says it has always been this way
But I know what really happened here
The people they, they destroyed it
But nobody could pin it on them because it was the perfect crime
They covered it up
Just like murderers clean up all the blood
I see them but they dont see me
I saw what they did, they killed them all
They killed the trees, and the grass, and the wonderful animals
It once was a habitat, now it is just a place where people come to spend their money
You may think they are innocent, but they are accomplices to the murders
I was there, when they set it a flame and bulldozed everything single little thing
I was there sitting on the grass, tears in my eyes, as they tore down everything
But alas I could not do anything
They may think it is over now, the murder has already been commited
But they are wrong
Because as I am sitting here on this wooden bench, I can still see the blood
And I can truly see
I am, We all are still among the flames
Laughs are for the ignorant, atleast that is what I thought
Why did'nt I laugh more? I thought. Why did'nt I cry more? Why did I have to succomb to the feelings of others. Maybe its because I've had a hard life, or maybe thats just my poor excuse. I remember the day I last laughed, it was the day he died. He made me laugh my poor little brother why did he have to die. We were young, I was a depressed fourteen year old, but he was only twelve. We all thought he would pull through. He was the only person who could make me laugh, atleast laugh like I used too. But he's gone and I am soon to follow. I am sure he would have hated the idea of me never laughing again, but what am I supposed to do now without him I have got nothing to laugh about.