Just as one thing turns to another
It fails and breaks as before
I wonder why I am in this cruel existence
I wonder if I can take anymore
Memories crash around my knees
As I kneel and pray to my future
Do I risk feeling like this tomorrow
Or hope that in time I will heal and nurture
The sorrow eats away at me like a disease
Tearing all of me to tight shreds
I whimper pitifully through the masses
Not turning hearts but only turning heads
In this existence I am bound to be
Where nothing ever comes from me
The change is so abrupt that I cannot cope
I cannot dream and I dare not hope
If I am to remedy any of what I fear
Should I push away or pull her near?
If I cannot do more than nothing right?
How am I expected to win this fight?
I need not worry nor contemplate
As this is more than my fucking fate
There is the path of another I must know
And in this path should I stay or should I go
Hang on tight to all I hold to my heart
Or allow them to watch me tare myself apart
A changing rhythm for a changeable life
A changeable existence only made normal with strife
I give in, I give up, I do not care
Close your eyes my lover
Under the cherry blossom
I will meet you there…..
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