In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
amargo, amarga and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this música of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written por the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.

You go through life
Trying to succeed
Trying to fit in
Trying to be happy
Trying with all your coração to get someone to amor you
But this show you’re putting up
This façade you’re keeping
It’s all a game

When I look at the world
I see the hunger, the poverty
The war, and the violence
Within it all
It’s hard to find the good
All what brings us joy

But then I look at the people
Who spend they’re lives
Attempting to change the world
Make it better
See all the things that life has to offer
A estrela in the middle of a black whole

It’s at that time that I think
Maybe life is worth living
If you stay true to yourself
And all you believe in

Sure it can be hell
But you’ve got to push through
Maybe happiness isn’t all it’s told to be
But you need to keep moving forward

So didn’t give up
And neither will I
And maybe, just maybe
We’ll all see our lives
As a life worth living

sorry for hateing you
sorry for everything

wish i could retrace my steps that day
now your gone moved away
i wish i could stand face to face with you

and say sorry for hurting you sorry for everything ive done
i hope your not dead i hope your alive if you are hear leitura this my friend im sorry so sorry

i understand my friend if you will not forgive me i chose to be mad at you when you tried to apolagize
just know this friends are forever

i will keep you in my head if i forget ill still have you in my heart
and hopefully you will keep me in yours now your gone you wont see me but you have raised me up higher than the mountains

youve raised me up to mais then i can be
i was strong when i was on your sholders
i am sorry carolyn kellar for what has happend

I do recall mentioning this:
that of all the sports I have tried
running and jumping hurdles
did not sit well with me.

I simply cannot keep up with you
for your pace quickens after every hurdle
even as they get higher,
you seem to pass over with ease.

I really want to keep up but alas
I realized that you are stronger than me,
smarter than me, braver than me,
then it was made known to me: I had no chance.

I just want you to be happy
and see the smile that first captivated me
the smile you make whilst doing what you've wanted,
even if it meant leaving me behind.

Someone once said,
"Success is about moving forward"
while conquering every trial
and learning from them…

I'm happy that you're successful,
I'm happy that you're happy,
I'm happy that we've met,
and it would make me happier if you looked back.