Jeremy, Aelita, and MeJeremy walked into his room only to find me sitting quietly at his computer desk listening to Aelita.More Like This
"Oh, hi Jeremy," Aelita said.
"Hi, Jeremy," I mimicked, hugging him close to me and smiling to the mirror which hung solemnly on his door and reflected my smile.
Jeremy smiled and accepted the hug kindly though he was still not quite used to the feel of another person. He remembered the time when he and Aelita liked each other. It was only too clear now that he and Aelita liked different people.
"Have a seat, Einstein," I said, borrowing a phrase from Odd's book. Jeremy laughed at the old name he had from the days when they went to Lyoko to fight. Now, Lyoko was safe and Aelita had found a guy in Lyoko who she really liked and who really liked her. It seemed as though everyone was in a happy relationship: Ulrich and Yumi, me and Jeremy, Aelita and her boyfriend, and Odd and Kiwi. (Odd never did really catch on to the whole dating a girl thing.)
TimeMissed am I by those who know me least.More Like This
Despised am I by those who need me most.
Judged best by aching, rotting bones deceased
Their knowledge of my value ever lost.
Who am I countless tears have asked,
Yet countless more no reply shall find.
I am no-one and everywhere but the past,
Life's discordant singing and echo in the mind.
To hate me is a waste of you as much as I
So all I ask is that you smile and nod ...
... when I pass you by.
I amI'm discardedMore Like This
He Is Everything You are NotWherever you goMore Like This
If you tell him to stay put
you know he will do the exact opposite
That is why you trust him with your life
why you rely on him
Because he is everything you are not
and at the same time
everything you want to be
All your life you have been raised
by rules, codes and discipline
Your father always loved you more
than life itself
But too much responsibility weighs heavy
on young shoulders
And even if people kneel before you
they do not always respect you
Many are those who seek power
Even for actions for which you hold no blame
When times get hard
You need only look over your shoulder
and he will be there
Ready to stand by your side
in what ever you may face in the now
and the future
For as long as you need him
Which is always
Bleed UntendedHe sits upon the wooden bench,More Like This
His head rests in his hands,
He heart is pleading with his brain,
But he refuses its demands.
All his life he's felt like,
in this world he does not belong,
now he intends to see if,
they will prove him wrong.
He reveals the twin blades,
the instrument of his release,
he bows his head in one last prayer,
and ends with "forgive me, please"
And so he pierces through his veins,
and lay back down to bleed,
but his life's blood drains out from him,
his death cry none will heed.
Unlock The GatesYou walk along a corridor,More Like This
Some keys hang at your side
The doors are almost visible,
Its now you must decide.
Some doors are locked for reasons,
That only you must know,
Dark doors lie further on,
The halls outside them glow.
You locked them for a reason,
To shut out all the pain,
Some fleeting like the winter sun,
Other constant, as summer rain.
And so you journey onwards
Down the twisting turning path,
But some doors hide your darkest fears
Some hold your fiercest wrath.
Great Southern LandI look out as the sun sets,More Like This
Across the sunburnt plains,
And while it might seem cloudy,
There is no hint of rain.
I see them walking towards me,
Their heads bowed they converse,
For them no other does exist,
Alone, in the universe.
At once they stop and gaze around,
Searching for something lost,
I know what is was to protect them,
But I remember most the cost.
Light shines from her golden hair,
Her companion shines as well,
Despite the colour of their eyes,
It feels just like a spell.
Pray with meThe blurs of summer streets are flashing byMore Like This
The wind whips your hair past your bright green eyes
My stomach sinks too see such a waste of time
My heart bends and bleeds as I sing
How can I express it this thing I've never heard
My mouths never felt this dry and I can't find the words
Too tell you about this feeling
I'm unable to suppress
This pain deep within me thats causing an arrest
I'm held hostage by it's consistency
I can't bare too witness whats rising out of me
My blood's not boiling
But this street is pretty hot
All I can do is talk
I see your confusion, its written on your face
Who knew that confusion could be my saving grace
A grace that can't be gifted
lifted or raised
A grace thats from god one that's worthy to be praised
Come sit down and pray with me
Press to the grass and lay with me
Friends we know ,and we will see
In heaven now friend come pray with me
Pain, Love and LifePain, love and life.More Like This
Is it to be,
In love but not,
To see but not, to breathe but not,
To cut and to bleed but not,
To cry and to slice but not,
To feel but not to feel,
Because you are too numb from the smiles that cave in under love,
From the life that was balanced to the life that destroys,
The pretence of society,
To the love of my life I am spurned,
So what is the point oh sad one,
If I love but I do not?
What is the point of these blades and these cuts?
The Forbidden FlowerStunned by the flowerMore Like This
And stung by the thorn of forbidden love
Away from you I cower
I'm the crow and you a dove
The pedals of my life
Are blacker than his heart
He brings you hate, self loathe and strife
Yet there is no tearing you apart
Your flower's roots do dig too deep
There is no uprooting you
The soil he is brings you to weep
Yet mine is great, it's true
Does he water you every day?
Does he live in your beautiful scent?
When you droop does he go out of his way
To make sure you are no longer bent?
My soil, though great, will fade to dust
Blood is my only water
The wind of fate drifts me away with every gust
Loneliness my mental slaughter
Cutting ThroughI feel so lost and alone,More Like This
I can't find my way back home,
I'm searching for something,
other than whats written in stone,
because I need to find something,
I can call my own.
I want to feel myself grow,
I need to let myself know,
that I'm fine the way I am,
that I'm worthy,
that I belong,
but it won't let me go.
It's teeth have sunk in deep,
Shearing the skin,
I hear flesh ripping,
there's no way in fresh hell,
its ever going to let me go.