it's 5 in the morning...

it's 5 in the morning,
i can't hear what you say,
cause my earphones are blazing loud,
i can't sleep but neither do i know why...

it's been so long since i wrote i feel i'm forgetting,
times seems so short and,
yet so long do i wait for a minute to pass when i stare at the clock,
i can't wait to see my friends again...

life is like a song,
they always say that life is a bitter-sweet symphony,
where truth lies in lies,
and only you can choose what is true...

i used to find somebody's hand that i hold when i walk,
but now i slide them in my pocket and slowly walk away,
not waiting on others cause only i know what i want,
not going to drag others when i said i know what i want...

i hear the first call of dawn,
in the cries of a bird i can't see,
do you trust what you can't see?
do you trust what you can't grasp fully?

the heat is killing me,
the cold i want would kill me too,
why is it we want what we don't have,
and have what we don't need?

it's still 5 in the morning,
and i'm still lost in forever,
questions with no answers,
but hush... don't we all have questions?

believe me when i say,
life is the answer,
live for the answer,
die only when you can stare at yourself and say
'i don't have a doubt left'...

for life is a book, don't always just try to fill it up with pages and pages of black and white writing... draw those pictures, no matter how ugly they are, no matter if others would laugh... cause it's your book and those who love you would understand...