A Bitter EndingBetter left unsaid,Better left undone,And so the emptiness fills;Then you see me cry.You've given me a reasonA reason to denyA reason to be happyA reason to be sadYet despite all the odds,It was love that I found;Love that was lost forever,Love that is eager to grow...Is this how it all ends?Will it be the same way again?How could we ever realizeIf we won't keep on trying?For all those years I've spent,Imprisoned by those unending dreams,I say I've become a lot,Better than what I thought I could be.But there lies the fear and doubt;The fear to be hurt by the truth,And the doubt to love wrongly.And
EpilogueIt's a time to grasp tomorrowAnd open your minds to forget the sorrow.All those days are doneAnd all those pains are gone,What's only left are memoriesOf the days we've had fun...Keeping the thoughts and emotions,And embracing our creationsIs the exit to the entrance we've madeAnd to the painstaking actions we've laid.Here upon we vow with great honorFor at last we have made it this far.We're not given any prerogative to do such,But see what we have made -- we reaped much.The realm of learning is immense, unending;And we've spared a moment of our livesTo know and provide solutions to what we're searching.Here
Threshold to High SchoolWe sought to open a new doorAnd to enter a room void of horror.The stillness and gloom of the spaceObfuscates and clouds the pathTo which we'd be able to triumph the race.And yet we've had the courageTo struggle through, never outraged.This would be the mark of our beginningAnd perhaps not for others an ending.So many adjustments in lifeWe, individuals, have to makeA new world we ought to faceAnd make life full of grace.Fears and worries in our heartsCaused us uncertain to go on,But the encouragement from teachers and friendsMade us survive through.Now, we are already grown ups,Ready to face greater respons
Encompassing LostThere are certain times in lifeThat we have to let go of something,Something which meant a lot to us -A part that would complete our totality.Though this taken part had been gone,The mem'ry it had left will shed forever,In our hearts, in our thoughts, and in our minds,That will forever provide happiness to what we feel...Letting go of something so valuableIs as though grasping it once again.The only thing that's hard to fightIs the loneliness that we feel due to loss.It's simply a role we have to fulfillTo ourselves, to others, and to the idea itself.We want it to be near us, hoping it would be here,But knowing t
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