To me all girls look the same
The women who love having fun
Look as indistinguishable as each petal
On a flower under the radiant sunshine
But, girls become women
Dreams become reality
Everyone undergoes change
Change is constant
But, transformation is rare
Girl, you'll be a woman someday

He was supposed to survive the war
To staunch his enemies and never flinch
Beware of dangers, be always ready
To live the horrors that skin you alive
They make you bleed
The poor man's blood
Pours down the trenches
In dreadful stench
He looks at the skyfall
But never sees it
Behind the curtain
Of blood and tears.
He belongs to nothing
And nothing fears.

pain is your friend
it's your ally
it tells you when you've been
seriously wounded
and you know
what the best thing about pain is?
it tells you
you're not dead yet

The weight of my love
Is not your burden to carry
Just as you are not obligated
To be burned by my eternal passions flame