GAME OVER

the whistle blows
we start to run the field
chase all our dreams

the whistle blows
we aim our arrows to the sky
shoot our hopes high

the whistle blows
our engines begin to roar
drag our fears along the road

the whistle blows
the sign that we have lost
now our hearts at loss

OUTLET

You draw on papers
Images found in your mind
You write down songs
Feelings you kept inside
On canvass you paint
Guilt crashes you down

How long should you wait
Let go of the emotions you can no longer take
When will you realize
Others' thoughts of you don't really mind

Trapped in your own cage
Built by pride and shame
Hidden in the darkness
Wallowed yourself into sadness
Eager to find the light
Hoping to end the fright

Waiting for someone to come
Save you from the monster that you've become
Praying for someone to heal
Soften your cold hardened heart and allow you to once more feel