Speechless

With nothing to say
Losing her way
She realizes the day
When she threw her dreams away
Reality sank in and she finally noticed
Life is a drug
She is addicted
Without it, she will die
Life is a drug
She is addicted
With it, she may never fly
She keeps lying
Telling the world, she does not need it
But the world is the only place
Where she can make her petty existence
In the nighttime
She may smile and be free
For the world transfigures
It changes for few to See
It is a place
where beautiful people
May be free
But hatred hangs in the air
It was going to be sunshine
But I know she liked night better
It was gonna be love
But I know hate feels easier
So with no more words to utter,
No more remarks to give
She slowly slipped into the darkness
Finally breaking an addiction
That took over her very being
An addiction that has disgusted her for so long
She stepped away
From a life, that she no longer controlled
She screamed for the pain
But it never came
She was finally free
This is the girl
Who I want to be
This is the girl
Who's story I tell
The only girl, who broke the addiction
Without, breaking her spirit

Life is a drug
I am addicted
Without it, I would die
Life is a drug
I am addicted
With it I can never fly
It was going be sunshine
It was going to be love
But I like night better
And hate felt mnore reliable

Time

We always think "all the time in the world"
"Yeah that's right I got all the time in the world"
But what do we have?
When everyone is claiming all of worlds time?
Thinking, it'll get better let it play out
Sitting back passively never taking a hold
Never just letting go and doing what we want
Never speaking how we feel
Thinking, okay now I'm gonna run out of this room across the world
But instead sitting there thinking some other time
I got all the time in the world
Yet people walk by taking that time from you, leaving you with nothing but seconds
and some people steal the time from themselves
When all the time in the world just runs around
wasting not one single glance at who needs it most
Time is stolen, never given
Time is taken, never shared
Time is never there, when one needs it most
Time isn't there for those who need something to hold on to
time is there for the people who throw it around
Like nothing at all
Time has no heart or soul
It believes not in anything but freedom
Never contained
The world has tried
People have held on and done maniacal things
Just to keep time in a glass, near the heart
Willing for love and their name to live on
But time is like white out on a page
Erasing everything that has ever existed, from this world
Into another world where nothing has control
A world that does not believe in hours and seconds
But this world relies on nothing, but the control that time has
This world, is all about, having all the time
When truly we have nothing but the sand blowing out of our hands

What do you do when someone needs your help.
You hold out your hand calling their name.
They come and prepare, tell you the world.
And you have nothing to say...
In your mind a million things run
One at a time
Taking turns trying to come out
But what do you say, when you have no clue why
How do you help someone, when you yourself are lost
I have 2 hands to give but no words to speak
I stand here silent out in the cold
Slowly freezing but I won't let go
I am here, forever more
Never giving up on these people
Who just need a hand to hold