P.S: I haven't wrote poems in like, 3 months since i quit. I decided to write them again, since I like writing poems. I apologise if its a bit rusty because of that. Enjoy.

P.P.S: I forgot to make it rhyme. Oh well, I'll rhyme in the next one.


My life, and someone else's life
Why are they sometimes judged as if they're equal?
I'm met with dark skies, bringing along my sadness
I can't totally rely on the occasional rain anymore; what do I do?

Rotting love and hate, rotting love and hate
How can you swallow it so easily and still smile?
Writing down vague words, writing down vague words
I can't express myself well, after what happened, there is nobody that i trust

I gather together my abandoned dreams
Wait, hold on, I've made a mistake

Ah, "I stumble again and again,"
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, don't lead me on
Ah, your voice is so
Far away, far away, far away, far away, far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away, far away
Far away, far away, far away, far away, please don't hurt me
How many times, how many more times
Will it take until I can just be myself?

I've come with all my promises, I've come with all my promises
It was so hard to swallow down my mistakes from back then
Rotting love and hate, rotting love and hate
How can you swallow it so easily and still smile?

"Here are two flowers to trick a child,"
I'm sure, so sure, it's because I gave up, isn't it?

Ah, I'm chasing after a far-off dream
Too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast
Too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast
Too fast, too fast, too fast, too fast, I can't keep up
The feelings left behind that I couldn't throw away are
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Hate, hate, hate, hate, can't you forgive me?

Ah, I thought I was going after my dreams, and yet
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, don't come near me
Doing nothing but repeating my motto over again
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold, I'm begging you, please
How many times, how many more times
Will it take until I can just be myself?