Cry

All you ever do is
Letting it all just pass you by
No need to try
All you ever say is
Baby it’s alright now

All you ever do is
Letting the hurt crawl up inside
No need to cry
All you ever say is
Baby, I feel just fine

What do you think of me
Don’t you think I see
That you’re just hiding from me
What do you think of me
Don’t you think I see
That you’re just lying to me
Do you think I’m blind sucker

Open up your eyes
You’ve got to learn to cry
Baby it’s alright baby
Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
You’ve got to learn to cry
Maybe you’ll feel just fine

All I ever do is
Waitin’ for you tell me why
You never try
All I ever say is
Could you tell me why

All I ever do is
Hoping that you will tell me why
You never cry
All I ever say is
Baby it’s alright, it’s alright for you to cry

What do you think of me
Don’t you think I see
That you’re just hiding from me
What do you think of me
Don’t you think I see
That you’re just lying to me
Do you think I’m blind sucker

Open up your eyes
You’ve got to learn to cry
Baby it’s alright alright
Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
You’ve got to learn to cry
Maybe you’ll feel just fine

Breathe Me

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there’s no-one else to blame

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
And needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I’ve lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
And needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small
And needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Running (Poem)

Tonight I decided to take a sheet of paper, a pencil and an eraser and try to write something.You probably don’t know that I used to write poems when I was younger.Actually only a few close friends know that because I was too ashamed of my blatherings and I didn’t consider them worthy to be read by anyone else than myself, especially that most of them were inspired from my own feelings and experiences.I decided to write again because it’s like a form of therapy to me (it helps me relax and get through my daily problems more easily) just like photography.But I must say it wasn’t my idea to write them on my blog so I don’t know what to expect.I hope you like them though.

This is what I wrote tonight…

“Running”

There you are…running away from your fears again

Facing them might drive you insane

Or so you may seem to believe

That they’ll disappear if you leave

 

It’s your conscience you’re running away from

And no matter what you do you’ll still be torn

The torment is there buried in yourself

And you refuse any form of help

 

You say that you can’t change

That happiness for you is strange

That it’s too hard for you

And that this world is too cruel

 

So you need to keep yourself away

Because loneliness is the only way

To be safe and uncomplicated

From the hell that you’ve created.