Better Land.

Sometimes you just gotta get lost,
You gotta show them who's boss.
Don't let them push you around anymore,
Show them you're not ordinary, not another clone.

Because where are the morals in judgement?
Wherein bullying lies the happiness?
A world where pain paves a way to joy,
To such a world, you'd be glad to say goodbye.

But that's what they wanted,
To see you in pain,
Don't give them the satisfaction,
Don't let those labors go to a waste.

Because what you feel sometimes isn't what is to be believed,
Everyone has problems, with which they deal,
And sometimes what you see isn't to be concealed,
Secrets are kept, only to be revealed.

And what a shame, if you were to be no more,
What a waste, of all that talent you bore,
And so, the first time you stand with the knife in your hand,
Know that somewhere out there, exists a Better Land.

This City

Because when I look around,
I don't like the sight and sound,
Souls drowning in their misery,
And to this dreadful city, they are bound.

This city, where the night never sleeps,
This city, always playing for keeps,
This city, where there is nowhere to hide,
This city, where you'd hit a rock bottom so deep.

And when the clock strikes midnight,
Like creatures of the twilight,
They come out and play their vicious game,
And then come the highlights.

A shuffling in the bushes, the sound of footsteps,
Someone widens their eyes and their heart beats faster,
And then the unfortunate event of a trip and fall,
And then there's a cut, which does it all.

He grabs ahold of her neck and pierces them in,
And when the fangs enter, they burn her skin,
He rips her heart apart when he's done with her,
And just like that, he just wins.

That is until someone decides it's high time,
Time to rise against the crime,
The crime and the supernatural activities,
The activities that will forever haunt this city.

A Case of Me

You're like a flower that lost its fragrance,
Just like a child with no imagination,
And if this is your situation,
You know you've got a case of me.

When you can't tell what's day and night,
When you can't tell where you went right,
Right enough to get to me,
You know you've got a case of me.

Every step feels like a mile,
But it only took me a while,
And you'd give up a million bucks just to see me smile,
You know you have a case of me.

When it seems like romantic songs played on the guitar aren't gay,
When a visit to the guy with flowers isn't so rare,
When you actually start giving a damn,
You know you've caught a case of me.

And my name is popping up everywhere,
You start to choose your words with critical care,
Kissing me would shoo away the nightmares,
You can be sure that you've got a case of me.

And when I kiss you, smell the flowers,
When I talk to you on the phone for hours,
Then we both know I've got a case of you,
And you're the one and only cure.

Paradox of The Heart

You like putting me down,
While I like showing you off,
We're so completely opposite,
We're so much like a paradox.

If you are day, I am night,
I am dark, while you are bright,
We need each other to be alive,
Without each other,  we'd struggle and strive.

If opposites attract, I'll be your cross,
And if they don't see it, it's their loss,
We'll reach out and reach across,
Like lovers that are star-crossed.

Wherever, whenever, whatever may be,
Promise you'll always remain next to me,
And so will I, I won't leave,
I'll always love you, even if it's my last, dying deed.

Hard to believe I'd fall, and follow you to the opposite direction,
You are my miracle, my worst distraction,
Everyday I live in sweet confusion,
I'd never understand this paradox of my heart.