Words:

Words flooded my mind,
And some I could taste on the tip of my tongue.
A few flowed out of my mouth,
But that was just some.

There are so many words
As they creep up my throat
On the tip on my tongue, splintering words.
But something surrounds my mouth, like a moat,
And I can't spit them out.

And the words, finally spill out of my mouth,
But they have no tone,
No whispers no shout.


Don't let it get to you:


Don't let it get to you,
The pain that creeps up your spine.
Don't let it get to you,
The pain that's inside.

A simple song,
Says Mehr than you'd think
One things wrong,
Du have no clue what it brings.

The decision is yours,
That's what Du need to embrace,
The decision is yours,
Not someone else's to make.

A decision,
affects Mehr than you'd think,
If your choice is wrong,
theres no telling what it will bring.

Don't let it get to you,
Du don't have to choose me.
Dont let it get to you,
Let your decision be free.