Sorry

This love is tangled, falling for the perfect girl at the wrong time
Can’t tell if you want to be mine I just cannot see, I’m just blind
Maybe ‘cuz of my ignorance or inability to listen to you
I just sit back, grab my hair and see the future, envisioning you
But I can’t see who’s the one that’s kissing you, the one giving you
That beautiful smile that lightens you up
You're an angel, unreal to touch
And then I fall back into reality
Sorry babe you can’t count on me
To be in the picture tomorrow, but I want you today
To much thinking, a move is what I should make
Sorry for the wait, but I do love you babe
Maybe you’ll pass me up
And that’s just my luck
Please don’t pretend that I don’t exist
But I need you to comprehend that you’re a ten and I'm short of a seven
Never had you but I do miss…you


also written back in the day

unsung fallen hero

introspection
is my method
to see what’s inside
use mirror to reflect my intimate thoughts
i was sure i was gonna get my way, so i thought
its an infinite struggle between dreams and reality
i wish i could fly and defy gravity
but the sole of my feet are on the ground
as is everything that’s around
me, what to do? What can i do?
in order to pursue
my happiness
just imagine this:
me just chillin, relaxin with-
out problems
the perfect amount of knowledge
to just to be comfortable in life
so what things that we have in common?
we want fame? we carry shame?
things to maintain a peaceful balance
that will be shattered
so does it really matter if i
try to improve my circumstances
to enhance the quality of my life?
so i look into the shadows of my mind
soul searchin, tryin to find my will power
which can last me until my final hour
this is to me: the unsung fallen hero
hitherto
here's to
the unsung fallen hero
retrospection
is my method
to allow me reminisce
how my life was not how it is
so many great memories
but will people remember me?
I haven’t left a legacy
I have the tendency to find the exact essence
which enables me to discuss and express
tension, redemption
So i look back to my old paths
and pick up a pebble from the road
it it shows
what i have done,
the foreshadow of my fall
i have walked alone
all on my own
it gets so cold
and time wrinkles as it gets old
but what has happened
happens to those who are recognized
so this how it was unraveled: my life
this is to me: the unsung fallen hero
hitherto
here's to
the unsung fallen hero
This is what I’m expectin
(this is my method
to be of some importance)
to happen to me
i will try to be noble hero
but nobody will see
my actions
and i'm a leave without askin
one question
why?
is it too much for a blessin,
a recognition of some sort?
i need that moral support
but i will die in the midst of a multitude
and i will not get what was due
to me
its such a tragedy
to have climbed up the mountain so far
to let go
and fall
so here my song and here it
this is my story, revere it
sing it
this is to me: the unsung fallen hero
hitherto
here's to
the unsung fallen hero
this is to me: the unsung fallen hero
hitherto
here's to
the unsung fallen hero


wrote this like 2 years ago