Echo

When you think you know and you don't know anything at all.
When you work so hard and you don't have anything to show.
When you give your heart and soul but nobody gives a damn.
And all you've done- ends in broken shards.
You spend all your time searching for answers and when you do they end up wrong.
The road is paved with good intentions.
But nobody counts the blood and tears.
So another day ends and all is forgotten- except the things that haunt you most.
All you can see are your mistaken errors and all the times you felt you lost.
This is my day and this is my nightmare- And all that echos are the fears in my head.

The same old song

When your whole heart aches because your mind's been shattered.
And you're shivering cold in the heat of summer.
When you want to scream but no one cares.
And you want to run but you don't know where.

When all your friends are superficial.
You think they know you but you don't know yourself.
You want to tell but your concious won't let you.
And you hold it all in until you think you'll explode.
And then you gasp for air but there's nothing there.

When all you do is an empty cycle.
You think you can but you know you won't.
You want to cry but the tears are dry.
And you curse yourself but you don't know why.

And then it plays again, an endless rerun.
You want to let go but you know you can't.
Because it hurts too much and then you see.
How alone you are in world of hope.
And you take a big breath buy you just can't cope.

And then it plays again
The same old song.

Where Did Wonder Woman Go?

Once upon a time I thought I was Wonder Woman.
That I could do it all.
Well I spoke the truth.
I wore the bracelets and braced the shield.
I destructed anyway.
If the jet was real, I'd fade away-
Instead, I'm hanging up my sandals.
Throwing down the sword.
Make Believe was my armor,
Now it's an unamoured lie.

The Harder I Try The Better I Fall

The world squeezes so tight that I can't breathe.
I'm moving forward in liquid motion  watching people dance by in a blurried frenzy.
A friendly voice on the end of the line in a twisted fate hides a cowards face.
Stuck in a prison I'm afraid to leave watching rose petals fall in a listless angst.
Here's to the dreamers wishing on fallen stars.
Here's to the realists living on borrowed dreams.
To the ones who love and to the ones who live.
I used to be the one who lived to love.

The Light At The End.

I stand alone in a crowded room
I open my mouth to scream a silent scream
My face is set in a stoic silence, inside I break into a thousand pieces.
There's a light at the end of the tunnel.  I spin around and the light is still there.
Which way do I go?
"Into the light!"
What do you do when there's a light at both ends?
When you give up your life because you owe it to others.
Which light do you choose?
Or is it safest to stay in the shadows where shadows don't disappoint.