I wish
it was
different
for you
She
said
And things
didn’t have
to be
this way
Don’t
you
worry
about me
He
said
I’m sure
I’ll live
to fight
another day
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I wish
it was
different
for you
She
said
And things
didn’t have
to be
this way
Don’t
you
worry
about me
He
said
I’m sure
I’ll live
to fight
another day
A
new
year
begins
Bringing
with it a
new look
I hope
that you
like it
Considering
how fucking
long it took
Happiness
doesn’t
come for
freeFor that
you need
to have
moneyWhy should
you expect
anything
moreIf you are
living
amongst
the poor
I’ll never be
who you want
me to beSo you’ll
just have
to accept itPlease stop
trying to
change meOr you’ll
just end up
rejected
I’m
scared
that
the
spell
is
now
broken
and
our
future
conversations
will
just
become
a
token
not
only
of the
connection
we once
shared
but
also
of
the
souls
that
we
once
bared
Do you think
we’ll make it
out alive,
she asked,
hoping for
the truth.
I’m sure
we’ll be fine,
he said,
with all the
bluster and
naivety of youth.
If I met you again,
For the first time,
I wouldn’t change a thing.
I’d do it all again,
Exactly the same,
Taking you under my wing.
But I should have,
if I could have,
told you that
I loved you
more.
Perhaps then
my life now
wouldn’t be
so difficult
to endure.