It's All Over

I have destroyed everything, I’m sorry,

All that I can do is cause us to fight,

Our relationship’s gone, dead, and buried,

I’m sorry I can’t do anything right.

I remember the times when we would dance,

I remember when love was in your eye,

I know now I don’t get another chance,

I know now that all joyous things must die.

The loving times we shared just came and went,

I told you that all I can be is cruel,

But I let myself think it wouldn’t end,

Why did I think it would last? I’m a fool!

I find myself living all my worst fears,

No one can help; I’m drowning in my tears.

Look Again

You feel alone, you feel like you're unloved,
You don't sense hope, you lack that happiness,
You love the seclusion of your cold loft,
You feel the darkness of life is endless.

What are you feeling when you lack a friend?
How do you think you can get rid of hurt,
After all, every life comes to an end,
Every life, hid under heaps of warm dirt.

But what if you could have a second chance?
What if there is a chance you never knew?
A sliver of hope, missed by your first glance,
A friendly voice, it's calling out for you.

"Oh love. My love. Why won't you run to me?!
"Come fall into my arms; I'll set you free!"

Later?

She knows I love her, that will never change,
How much I care about her, it's crazy,
Sadly, I guess we're too far out of range,
Why does she have to be so dang busy?!

As I fall asleep, I think about her,
A majestic creature I've never seen,
When she fills my mind, my heart starts to stir,
If we'd tried, we could have been a good team.

But what if later in life she's open?
What if, down the road, she'll have time to love?
What if I run the race and win again?
What if times are temporarily rough?

I will be sure to keep her in my heart,
In case this relationship will restart.

Whom Shall We Boast In?

We think we're foolish, God says that is good,
He says the foolish are to shame witty;
We think we're weak, we're beaten in the hood,
God says He'll use us to shame the mighty.

God says he chose the lowly of this world,
He says he chose us, we're the detested,
We know humility, it must be heard,
We're to nullify the great commended.

Why are we chosen to do all of this?
Why the invisible of this planet?
It is because of his great holiness,
Because of the new life we've been granted.

What, then, should all the men start to boast in?
God says, "Let he who boasts boast in Him."

Don't Let High School Be The End

That time of year has come around again,

That time when everyone feels bittersweet,
That time when we must say bye to a friend,
That time...what cruel person turned up the heat?!

The seniors are going off to college,
All the rest start taking their darn finals,
The stress pushes everyone to the edge,
Time to listen to those soothing vinyls.

I think the most tragic part of it all,
Apart from our role models leaving us:
After high school, we let the friendships fall,
They disintegrate without half a fuss.

The friendships made in high school are clay,
If they are not handled with care, they break.

Just One More Night, Just One More Day

At what point did “friendship” cease to exist,
And “love” became what is filling the air?
We’re becoming more than friends, let’s face it,
Let’s be honest with ourselves, let’s be fair.

I can’t believe that you could be this kind,
I would thank you, but I can’t say it right,
I’d know it sounded better in my mind,
I guess I’ll sleep on it, just one more night…

You have no idea how strongly I feel,
When I’m around you, my pulse starts to rise,
Please know that my heart’s my Achilles heel,
I ask you not to become my demise.

“Each time I see you, I sing like a jay…”
No, that’s not right. Give me just one more day.

Rumors Are Killers

What you heard about me, it is not true,

That person’s trying to get in your head,

Don’t believe the lies that are told to you,

Listen to the truth I tell you instead.

People have called me many hurtful things,

It does not compare to what you have said,

You tell me you believe the lies; it stings,

The hurt from you makes me cry in my bed.

Now please listen to every word I speak,

I need you in my life, you are my friend,

Pitted against each other, we are weak,

At this rate, our friendship will quickly end.

Your listening to the lies broke my heart,

You won’t even give us a brand new start.

US Under House-Arrest

Why's everyone in the US uptight?
It seems impossible to feel relaxed,
Like prom is all that matters right now, right?
Our top priority is to get asked.

You have a deadline for your school essay,
You don't have time to talk, that is a LIE!
You have plenty of time during the day,
But MAKING time is something you don't try.

Look at the street corners, they're all empty,
They should all be filled with people talking,
Instead, everyone's glued to their TV,
And no one seems to have heard of walking.

What we think nowadays: why be social?
We could just text our friend on our mobile.

My Life-Saving Addiction

Some people my age give their life to drugs,

Many students have died from alcohol,

I have an addiction to He who loves,

I’m strapped in and ready for the long haul.

I give in to temptation now and then,

There’s no chance I can be completely pure,

Keep in mind that I am still a human,

I promise I’m not blameless, that’s for sure!

That’s when my holy high starts kicking in,

I need this; I must always be sky high,

My holy addiction saves me from sin,

I’m not telling my addiction, “Goodbye!”

If I become sober for a minute,

I might as well say my life is finished.

I Am God's Servant

A trip to a country with poverty,

So many houses are riddled with holes,

I do not know how God plans to change me,

How does God want to alter our frail souls?

Just one day later, I am on my knees,

I am transformed by what I have just seen,

I pray that He won’t let me change back, PLEASE!

Don’t let this trip become another dream.

The last night comes, I don’t know what to think,

While there, I’ve made several amazing friends,

I sit in the dark; my heart starts to sink,

I’m just wishing that this night never ends.

But my last day in the Dominican,

I hear God telling me my work’s not done.