The Lost Boy.

Gah. I wrote this at the time when I felt fustrated with Gerard, my friends know what I'm
talking about =D.

Our very lives are paved with our ignorance of normality
[But stealing the dictatorship is a cry for our own sanity]
Plead upon the lifeline but those words mean only guilt
Destroying all your province and this very world you built

A face for our dignity, and our only shining star
We rely upon you utterly but have we gone too far ?
What have we left but words ostensibly uncouth
Are these the lies you brought us or are these just the truth ?

As spite is my trademark but my love is a dedication
As I write this shall I ponder in this frustration ?
Did you mean to let me go when I was with you for so long ?
I guess that in your heart is not somewhere I belong.