What Is To Become Of Me

What is to become of me
Now that you are not here
Who can I talk to
While uttering not a sound
Who shall I eat with
When I hunger inside
For your love
What is to become of me
Where can I go
And not see your face
Whom shall I call
Knowing I only want to call you
How shall I dress
When you I dressed and undressed for
What shall I do
When inside me burns still
My love for you
What is to become of me

A Sweet Peace

In a world of haters
make-believers
wannabe us
stands you
on the corner
of a lullaby
and a happy ending
smile so soft
eyes full of truth.
In a place of hard and easy
my soul shifts
just a little
closer to a sweet peace
your Snow White beckons
let me be your kissing Prince
I don't mind a dwarf named Doc
for a chance others dream
I dare to do
be next to you.
In a time of constant chase
your heart in hand
determines the pace
if to change my world
or set it free
pick me, pick me
sweet peace
pick me.

Yelling At Objects After We Fight

i hate you
I hate you
I Hate you, Hate you
I HATE you
HATE you, HATE YOU
HATE, HATE
I HATE, HATE YOU
I HATE YOU
I HATE YOU
HATE, HAtE Hate you
hate, hate, i
i hate you
i i I
If only I could
Hate you
I Hate
Hate that
I LOVE you
so damn much