Sleeping Beauty:
You, my knight, heard of a tower that holds a young girl.
A girl called Sleeping Beauty.
You rushed to her room, shocked at her mortal beauty.
Breath into her, make her real.
You feel her tender lips.
She doesnt wake.
You fight the dragon, her past.
You fight to set her free.
Shes so cold, alone, and broken.
Her soul is sleeping.
She been frozen for so long.
You wonder if she will ever wake.
Your lips touches hers.
Her eyes flash open.
Now, you know its meant to be,
She worth fighting for.
Protect her with your sword.
Love her with your heart.
Free her with your lips.
Save her with your soul.
Only you can
We were born to be dead,
To be wasted.
We destroy life,
To be wasted.
We kill,
To be wasted.
We fight,
To be wasted.
We rise then fall,
To be wasted.
We use drugs to ease the pain,
To be wasted.
We are the wasted,
So is this world.
We take too much,
We do nothing to save or help.
We are the wasted,
Cold and filthy.
Killing whatever we can to make our lives better,
But for what purpose?