Wanderer

I know I'm just a wanderer
Hopeless without a cause
But would you take me in?
Or come join me in the rain

Answer

He can't wait to tell you
How he truly feels
If you think otherwise. What will he do..
He's so certain you two are meant to be

He misses you

He misses you
But all you do is dis him
He's got no clue
What to do..
things are looking grim

The weighted trigger

Pull the trigger
Oh you haunting figger
I cant take the peoples rigor

Its a burdensome weight
Seems to be my only playmate
Oh I cant wait

Words

Words

They seem to come when one does not expect or when one is not ready,
But the moment we try and write our mind goes blank,
Why is that?
Is it because focus ruins the thought?
Should we let the words come to us through time and slow thinking?

Brawl

You were there to watch me fall
And I still answer even when you call
Guess what I still love you all the same
This is driving me insane

Help me out

Give me a hand?
I can't find any land
We should be together
Even despite this weather