For once I'm my life

For once I'm my life
I know not mad
better yet I'm maybe glad
I promise not to let you hurt

For once in my life
I need you to stay
Be calm cool and collective
Stay solid kept woven together

This time I promise to listen
to feel your mood
take time to soothe you
Make every move to heal you

For once in my life
I made you a priority
lend my ears to hear the story
behind all your tears

Now for once in my life
I'm back in touch
no longer distant
I feel I'm getting to know you

In all your fragility
I swore to protect
and seal you behind a glass
that all may see your beauty

But I myself neglected you
like everyone did
often forgotten about
yet you remained strong

Kept holding on
tossed about like a tempest
buckling not
you wouldn't give in

For once in my life
I saw the outcast
left aside the one that couldn't hide
cause it had been hidden all the time

With a beat that couldn't be heard
a rhythm so faint
a day of birth
presented by death

To be born again
The tears of sweat
beats reaching deep
into depths of the soul

For once in my life
I promise not to let you go
I will always love you
I will always hold you

For once in my life
I hold you accountable
over you I'm responsible
for once this is certainly certainty

The masked bandit

The masked bandit
Here he comes to save the day
a creeping avenger is here to play
with an arrow and a bow

He's the hero to know
with a smile and a grin
that reminds you of your kin
He's sly and fly
always ready to die

In his hand a sound of wind
on a horse a galloping fear
seaping in a Casper's Inn
a blockade would be cardinal sin

The masked bandit is here today
no name no face all but a shadow
surrounds this place
Sleepy Hollow could not win this race

With sounds of clawing agony
he pierces the blue bright sky
and the moon that turns
to become his twin

Oh sunlight come save the hour
from the hands of the masked bandit
lapsed in spring showers
Here he comes to save the day

The masked bandit here he stays
like children at a park
the bandit strives to play
to a tune filled with gloom

Like a wicked witch rides a broom
the masked bandit has over stayed
overjoyed and now overplayed
where will he go? Will Morph the Cat save the day?

This is the question we all wanna know
the masked bandit no longer feeds us fear
but lost hope and breeds it clear
with an office and a seal

He's the man of the hour
fate has sealed the deal
like road rage and overkill
laying not turning sour
Remember only he is the man of the hour