To be alive,
is to feel once again,
like you have become,
something.
to break the waves,
of constant shame,
is to become one,
with this pain.

I can see the darkness in your skies,
broken hearts,
and bloodshot eyes,
can you see the way,
i sympothize,
with those that feel.
the need to cry? (Die)

The waves come crashing down,
happiness will have to down.

I will never let this fade,
this will not come to pass,
we will not be the first,
and we'll never be the last,
i swear i'll break these chains,
these chains that hold me back,
i feel your heart break,
form the compassion (I'm so abandoned)

God forbid they be melodramatic.