A beautiful feeling called... LOVE...

Nothing

I wish there was someone I had,
Someone who could understand,
Understand the screams behind my silence,
My silence, which speaks a thousand words...
I wish there was someone,
Someone who could see my eyes,
Eyes in which tears I hold,
Which I hide from this world,
Which have some stories untold..
I wish you could understand,
Just hearing my heart beat,
You could hear the storms I keep beneath,
Beneath the strength of this mind,
In which there is just no one I find,
Who could be my rescuer, my guide,
With whom there would be nothing to hide...
I wish there was this place,
A place to call my own,
Which would be to the world unknown,
Where I could live wild and free,
And happiness only I could see,
Away from this world of horrors,
Where I have no one to call my own,
Where I smile and my heart does moan,
Where no one can see my grief,
And my happiness is their only belief...
The hollow that has grown inside,
Is something that no one has known,
Is something that no one will know,
Coz it's something that I will never show,
I will hide the wars I fight with myself,
Coz I gotta smile for the world to see,
So just what I want the world to do,
Is when I leave, just let me be...
Don't cry on my death,
Bid farewell with a smile,
Coz it was tough dying everyday and night,
It was not something I always liked,
It was the war which was never right...
Strength is what I need,
To fight my wars within,
To just be happy for real this time,
With my loved ones who care,
For whom I am always there,
But in reality I am god forsaken,
With my grief I am already taken,
There is no hope I see in this world,
Coz I have no hand to hold...
Coz I have no hand to hold...