A Collection For Those Lost at Heart.

Once on a sunny day

Once I met a person that was neither man or women.
Once I watched as they cried in on a sunny day.
I remember thinking that I was funny that things went the way,
That they were crying as i was drowning.

I was sorry that I couldn't help.
As if an apology was enough.
As if I could call bluff,
As if I could help, but I was just a whelp.

But maybe they were one too.
Maybe that's what made them so beautiful.
And what made me so confused is how people can be so undutiful.
So then I made a decision on what to do,
When I saw you crying,
I decided to stop dying,
And to start walking across the street.
To sit next to you and feel your heat.

I took your hand in mine and said that it would be ok.
You looked at me with shining eyes.
Your smile disguising your cries,
And even as the sky turned grey.

I was still able to laugh,
Even as my sorrow kept burning inside,
Even as the person in inside had already died.
All of the ups and own I left on my suicide graph.

But it was ok,
Because i saw you,
Because i saw you and knew,
That i wasn't alone in this circus ohlay.

So i know that i'll be back tomorrow.
Because i can't wait to see you again,
And maybe i'm saying this in vain,
But seeing your smile, somehow chases away all my sorrow.