Wish we can do this again

HEY I layed in my bed like every other day I just said to my self things would get better like that would magically fix everything and I thought Rollercoaster hazel eyes watching the sunset rise I wish we can do this again but I dreamed of lazy river crazy friends I wish we can do this again but you messed with everything you wanted alone time to be in your zone for a lifetime you didn't want to do it again you were cold and mean you hated gold and green you said that on the lazy river ride HEY on the roller coaster i almost cried you assured me i wouldn't dieeeeeeEEEEEE lazy river crazy friends let's do this crap againnnnannnn

Letters I’ll Never Send [Verse 1] Dear you, the one who left too soon, I still feel your shadow in every room. I write your name, then let it fade, A ghost of love that time betrayed. Dear me, the one who held it all in, You let silence win where words begin. Folded emotions, hidden like art, Now these letters hold pieces of my heart. [Pre-Chorus] I seal them tight and hide them away, Words too heavy for the light of day. [Chorus] These are the letters I’ll never send, Fragments of a story that never ends. Every word’s a tear, every line’s a scar, Reaching for someone who’s too far. Unspoken truths that I can’t defend, These are the letters I’ll never send. [Verse 2] Dear stranger, you were a fleeting face, A moment’s comfort in a crowded place. I wonder sometimes what could’ve been, If I’d had the courage to let you in. Dear you, the one I can’t forget, Your name’s a whisper of quiet regret. I’ve written it down a thousand ways, But none can undo those lost days. [Pre-Chorus] They’re locked in drawers, they’re tucked in books, Memories hidden in corners and nooks. [Chorus] These are the letters I’ll never send, Fragments of a story that never ends. Every word’s a tear, every line’s a scar, Reaching for someone who’s too far. Unspoken truths that I can’t defend, These are the letters I’ll never send. [Bridge] Someday, someone might stumble upon, These pieces of me when I’m long gone. A time capsule of love, hurt, and grace, A mirror reflecting a younger face. [Chorus] These are the letters I’ll never send, Fragments of a story that never ends. Every word’s a tear, every line’s a scar, Reaching for someone who’s too far. Unspoken truths that I can’t defend, These are the letters I’ll never send. [Outro] And maybe it’s better they stay unread, Love’s quiet echoes in things unsaid. But they’re here, and they’ll always be, The letters I wrote for you and me.

*Verse 1* Ink-stained fingers, pouring my soul Endless verses, yet longing to be whole I yearn to escape, the writer's plight To be the poem, shining with gentle light *Chorus* For once, let me rest, within the rhyme Free from the weight, of the poet's crime I want to be, the beautiful line Not the writer, but the heart's divine *Verse 2* Tired of crafting, words that convey The emotions of others, day by day I crave simplicity, pure and true A delicate phrase, without a clue *Chorus* For once, let me rest, within the rhyme Free from the weight, of the poet's crime I want to be, the beautiful line Not the writer, but the heart's divine *Bridge* No need for meaning, just beauty alone A fleeting moment, where love is shown In poetic dreams, I find my peace Where words dissolve, and love release *Chorus* For once, let me rest, within the rhyme Free from the weight, of the poet's crime I want to be, the beautiful line Not the writer, but the heart's divine *Outro* So let me fade, into the verse A whispered secret, a heartfelt curse To be the poem, wild and free And find solace, in simplicity

Do I forbid the world from being fully lit? No matter just how bright the sun There’s darkness where I sit. Brighter goes the sun and more defines my umbra So, is light not here to be embraced, but rather there to run from? Is this a consequence of my misdeeds The fault of unmet, selfish needs in my presence, with light abounding, darkness isn’t lacked A blackout imprint left by me Am I the cause, discordantly What’s the world without me if the Light rays are in tact An eastward glance from the setting sun will tell me not to fight Because a world without me would be a world with a bit more light

Vai, Tevi, vēl meklēt var? Vai, Tevi, vēl atrast drīkst? Vai stāstīsi - atrast kā? Kā atrast to - kas bijis paslēpts? Kas paslēpies ir? Kas nekad atrasts - nav bijis vēl ... ... Vai atrast vajag? Vai vēlas atrasties tas? Varbūt nevēlas atrasts būt? Vai atrast var to - kurš nevēlas atrasts būt? ... Varbūt var, varbūt nevar. Varbūt garām paiet - un nepamanīt? Varbūt garām paiet - un neieraudzīt to? Varbūt garām paiet ļaut - un neatrast? Varbūt ļaut - palikt neatrastam būt? Vai priekšā teikt - kur paslēpts ir? Vai klusēt - un neteikt neko? ... Vai tā pareizi ir? Vai tā labi ir? Vai labāk atrast? Vai labāk atrastam būt? Vai labāk atrast un atklāt? Vai palikt neatklātam? ... Kas mainās? Kas to pateikt var - kas mainās? Kā mainās? Kā maināmies - ja maināmies? Vai mainīties vēlamies? Vai palikt - nemainīgi? ... Kā ... Kā pareizi ir? Kā pareizi būt? Kā patiesiem būt? Vai baidamies atrasties? Vai baidamies atrastam būt? Jo nezinām - kas notiks tad? Un, ja nu - nenotiek nekas? Un, ja nu - notiek kaut kas? ... Kā saprast ? Kā būt? Vai nebūt? ... Radīt ... Radīt paslēpes. Radīt meklētāju. Radīt to - kuru meklē. Radīt to - kuru atrast. Radīt to - kuru atrod. Radīt to - kurš atrod. Radīt atrodamo ... ... Radīt ... Paslēpes radīt ... ... Kļūdīties ... ... Un atkal radīt ... Nebaidīties radīt atkal. ... Radīt ... Radīt prieku. Radīt noslēpumu. Radīt skumjas. Radīt asaras. Radīt gaismu. Radīt mīlestību. Radīt - no sirds uz sirdi - radīt. ... Radīt - kā tas ir - radīt? Pašam radīt ... Pašam arī radīt ... Sev radīt ...

(Verse 1) Oi, Mo Salah, the Egyptian King, Lethal pace, his feet do the thing. Luis Díaz, what a sight to see, Dribblin' past ‘em like he’s breakin’ free. Núñez, "El Loco," power and might, In front of goal, he gets it right. Trent "The Scouser," whippin' that ball, Crosses so perfect, put 'em in the call. (Chorus) We’re The Reds, we’re the proper ballers, Movin’ mad, we’re the game’s top scholars. Anfield’s bounce, fans screamin' loud, YNWA, we stand so proud! (Verse 2) Van Dijk, "The Iceman," no one breaks through, Ball comin' at him, they don’t have a clue. Alisson, "The Brazilian Wall," always on point, In goal, he’s proper, stoppin' the joint. Robbo's runnin', heart full of fight, Whippin' them crosses, takin’ flight. Hendo, "Captain Fantastic," leadin’ the way, Keepin' us steady, day by day. (Chorus) We’re The Reds, we’re the proper ballers, Movin’ mad, we’re the game’s top scholars. Anfield’s bounce, fans screamin' loud, YNWA, we stand so proud! (Bridge) Arne Slot on the sideline, cool as ice, Tactical genius, lad, that’s precise. From start to finish, we give it all, The Reds stand tall, we answer the call. (Outro) Salah, Díaz, Núñez, Trent’s the man, Van Dijk, Alisson, we’re the Reds' clan. Liverpool’s the name, we bring the fire, We’re proper ballers, takin’ it higher!

Staring into the glassy one eyed-in-one-eyded-out dynamic of my dying best friend, I feel the need to warn you. Do not become the best at working hard and partying; the same with never doing heroine, these are much too rewarding. This my addiction. I can give them sixteen hours, but it is all about the in-between. Although I was dead six months ago, I' have gotten better', only to see the best friend decline. Soul searching to correct this course, seems lightyears away. I feel the need to share this. Do not work hard and party... but if you do- I'll pray for your family. I'll pray for your sanity. The illness you suppress. I'll tell your family you loved them. You're trying your best. If only, it were good enough. But you didn't stop. Just trying to be good enough

Staring into the glassy one eyed-in-one-eyded-out dynamic of my dying best friend, I feel the need to warn you. Do not become the best at working hard and partying; the same with never doing heroine, these are much too rewarding. This my addiction. I can give them sixteen hours, but it is all about the in-between. Although I was dead six months ago, I' have gotten better', only to see the best friend decline. Soul searching to correct this course, seems lightyears away. I feel the need to share this. Do not work hard and party... but if you do-

In a little town where the sun paints the sky, There’s a boy with a heart that’s too big to hide. He watches her laugh, like the leaves in the breeze, Every glance she throws sends him down to his knees. (Pre-Chorus) With a sketchbook in hand, he dreams in the shade, Filling pages with colors, of the love he’s afraid. But in every brushstroke, her essence is there, A melody soft, floating sweet in the air. (Chorus) Oh, he loves her like the stars love the night, With a fire in his chest, burning oh-so-bright. Though the words often falter, and his courage may wane, He'll find her in whispers, where the wildflowers reign. (Verse 2) She dances through daylight, a whirlwind of grace, Every moment he spends, he’s lost in her face. Through the laughter and tears, through the shadows and light, He dreams of the day he can hold her so tight. (Pre-Chorus) With a heart full of secrets and a soul made of dreams, He writes her a letter, but it’s bursting at the seams. Each line is a promise, each word a refrain, A symphony waiting for the sweet summer rain. (Chorus) Oh, he loves her like the stars love the night, With a fire in his chest, burning oh-so-bright. Though the words often falter, and his courage may wane, He'll find her in whispers, where the wildflowers reign. (Bridge) So he gathers his courage, and he steps into light, With a heart wide open, he’ll confess his delight. In the silence between them, a spark ignites, Two souls intertwining, lost in the night. (Chorus) Oh, he loves her like the stars love the night, With a fire in his chest, burning oh-so-bright. Though the words often falter, and his courage may wane, He'll find her in whispers, where the wildflowers reign. (Outro) In that little town where the sun paints the sky, A boy and a girl, with love that won’t die. Through the seasons of life, they’ll dance hand in hand, A story of love, written in the sand.

Yo, JOHNNY tried to shoot his shot, but it’s ROUGH, CANDICE turned him down, said, “You ain’t ENOUGH.” He said, “Alright, girl, I’ll keep it COOL, stay STRONG,” But deep inside, he’s wonderin’ what went WRONG. JOHNNY got the FEELS, but the feels don’t STICK, Heart on the LINE, but they swerved real QUICK. CANDICE said “NAH,” ABBY said “NO,” Now JOHNNY’s out here RIDIN’ SOLO.