The World: I sit here, staring At nothing, as it changes Right before my eyes.
Love: Do not search for it. It’s something people can’t find. It will find you soon
Imagination: It lets me escape Away to another world I’d stay forever
False Accusations: A broken heart beats Their words did not break it down It thrives on forever.
The String: It wraps around me Connecting me to someone My lovely soulmate
Musical Moods: When the music plays The moods dance around the chairs It stops, they begin