No one to turn too.

It is hard to be a human with twists at every turn, Can't say what your feeling, only feel the burn. Sleep walk the day just so night you can turn and toss. Feeling so greedy at the thought she might be yours. And when your heart calls her bluff, sure You're never good enough. And sadly that's the cost of falling in love.

the x

Sometimes wishing for more, a double bed and a view, these are the riches of the poor. With little less to do, then drink too much and watch the x factor and boo. While holding on for you and waiting too long, these are the riches off the poor. Under nourished of love, you'll never succeed in getting your five a day as your hair greys and the days go quicker. So open your eyes you'll never win her.

when i was young.

Hate the night, the darkness grows, as my bones Sadly feel the cold. I shouldn't worry, i shouldn't care, for this the way i've felt since forever

the brighter nights are coming in.

It is hard to be a human with twists at every turn, Can't say what your feeling, only feel the burn. Sleep walk the day just so night you can turn and toss. Feeling so greedy at the thought she might be yours. And when your heart calls her bluff, sure You're never good enough. And sadly that's just the cost of falling in love.

I might just pop in here on the off chance.

34 years of sadness, Another ache another strain, The kind the medication can't numb, Nor can it be washed away by walking in the rain. So another day useless, A heart that like flowers with out love will wilt and die. And the coldness of another pint doesn't help, But then again its worth a try

push to break

And here is what you could of won, A summer with out sun, A holiday alone, A day in the life with only maybes muttered under your breath. The simple stress a little too much, And just when you think you've got it right That you're the apple of her eye. Another goodbye, Just at the final applause,

Na dont be silly, positive thinking will sort it.

Another day done, chasing dreams though you aren't aloud to run. Who stole the the heat of the sun. The cold aches your bones, your too far from home. And the kiss of a temptress is never enough. You want more then the night time, she was your life line, and the flowers won't fool. The more it hurts the more you pull.

you thought you were onto a winner.

Square peg in a round hole, life lived less with only ticking time slowly destroying your soul. Working weekends and waiting on payday every other day. Living in yesterday wishing today away, only your close to another day off to catch up on you and think maybe you could be something and make some worth, but the dirty dishes always come first. So it's a crime you now pay for your time, leaving you with little worth. Don't see your friends, little amends, and it was your choice for what it's worth. You made your bed, feeling sad as the damp grows in the corner of your soul. Well such is life is what your mother always told you so