Ambition as someone can dream so widely
and to ' give birth' to there wishes
and succeed
to accomplish a goal is beautiful,
the feeling when you have succeed into life with a whole new chapter to go.

dylan, your driving me mad

this feeling in my chest.
overwelms my thourghts.
toss and turns.
insomniac.
my head, cannot see why.
why this feeling in my chest.
insomniac.

the poster boys dream, sends his heart out on his sleeve

i want xanax and to fight the sleep
sleep is for the poor
the poor hearted young boy
with out you i cannot sleep

every night the sun clocks over the moon
and i constently cant get over you

i crave you but the nicotene helps me sleep

Fuck you.

My love, my lover, on my own.

Turn around, I can't speak, I can't make a sound.

I had my heart written out in stone,

Giving you my all, but all i got back in return was the grave stone.

I was blinded, your perfection connected my connection, 

Your mishaps in mis-shaped perceptions.

Sliced right down the chest, and torn open, to eat the carcus alive.

Not making any zZ for a couple of nights.

You know I dream, I dream about you.

A wasted million thoughts, all tied up in a bow.

All pretty for the eyes to see but really

Ima' broken mirror, shattered and broken.

But your the splinter, i could not see, just feel.

take a look at me, i love you

your the new beginning of spring,

your the warmth summer,

your the feeling of autum,

your the reason to stay close in winter,

and i don't think i've ever loved you more.

but i'm a lonely person, in a colossal world

a lone wolf, in a flock of birds.

and can only feel the motion of black, when your not around. 

All i can see is perfection and my life flashes right behind my eyes.

Keep your head held up high,

and shake your gold in the air.

There's nothing wrong in speaking a language you don't know

Hearts worn on my sleeve, i try not to shake it.

My dam wreckage  will bring us all down now

is indescribable

So we log on,

cos we are a secret from each other,

just to see his smile and wish it was upon ourselvs.

and they say that were are too young to toil.

but to toil is to feel, and to feel is to love,

and love with your smile upon,

is undescribable