Sometimes I feel myself Willing to cry And sad over nothing I can remember That would make me upset

I’m like one of those people Who says that music is my soul Except it’s not Because music is meaningful And music drowns out noise

Running through a forest Of never ending trees And everlasting green Some people fall And some turn back

Passing Time I spend my days Falling through the glass That is our fragile world Chasing something

I’m like a broken plate That you threw on the ground Because you were upset But no matter what you do You can never fix it

I pretend I know everything, Or that I can do anything, But I don’t, And I can’t. Sure I may act

You dance to the angels’ Song of life Completely unaware That God choreographed Your whole existence

My sudden bursts Of depression Are like a typhoon Flooding a small island Or a hurricane

In the morning wake And breathe fresh air To distract my thoughts From a recent nightmare Then go through processes

In my ear, Ana whispers And tells me just Be thinner, dear But I fear

I walk through rivers, valleys, fo… Exploring all my thoughts Dreaming peacefully Things made up and memories Talking to friends and enemies

I want to be the one You tell your problems to, Because no one else seems to liste… I want to be the one Who understands you,

I put in my headphones To listen to songs And I listen to sad things Which tend to make me cry And I listen to screaming