Stolen

Someone stole a smile from me,

under lock and key,

it’s dedicated to the past.

I decisively throw back my head

and let out a great laugh;

live the life you’ve craved,

worldly things in time do pass.

Suddenly,

I can barely hold my breath.

All the lights went out, 
I’m finally scared to death.

It all that’s left,

are these unrequited songs.

Maybe I’ll trip down the melodies

and maybe I’m just wrong.

I’m wrong about the time gone by

wrong about the way,

wrong about desire denied

and things other people say.

I can’t be wrong about everything,

though I act a fool;

for true love I’d do anything

but I must break every the rules.