[hAte]

What happens to a man when he spills his heart over a page and he watches words float away then.
His feelings lie over a page alone.
There waiting for someone who cares to read them.
To open there eyes to see them.
To see if they can make it his thoughts there own.
To find out that maybe life is not perfect
Maybe its not worth the hate it gives away
You can see that this broken soul is bleeding.
So you conceive your feelings inside your self and wonder through my heart
Letting you see through me now it will consumes me.
Forget your pain,and watch me fall apart.
What happens to a soul when he straps inside his emotions.
And all of these words he spoken that bind him to the life he left behind.
And every new step he takes he knows he might not make it to all of these dreams that he has yet to find.
That maybe life is not perfect
Or maybe its not worth what he gives away.
So you conceive your feelings inside your self and wonder through my heart.
As i fall apart.