I waited

I waited in the rain
I ignored the pain
I waited for you
To drive me insane

Irony

When being happy requires an effort
Happiness itself becomes a topic of mirth.

My way

And sometimes I pretend
I dont care what you say
For if I admitted I did
I would also want to have my way.

When I was Twenty

And I remember, when I was Twenty
The sun actually shined and breathing was free

Reserved

When your eyes are not looking at me,
I kiss you from far, because you can’t see
Reserve the touch for only my memory
Creating no bonds, leaving both of us free.

If I could

If I could go back in time,
And change one thing that I did,
I would probably just fearlessly
Say everything that I ever hid

Oscillating

Oscillating between happy and sad
Is kind of driving me mad