| | How is it that u'd not be ready, u werent the time before and u arent now, it cannot be that i wasnt right, i am i wil and always will be...you just cant see it, why not me, i could've made it right, i know i could, i'm older now..i love....but having no love coming back, its the pain that matters, its the fact thats painful, no i cant care, i wont want to, but i do...
I said to u, the world, how important it is to be free..you didnt take my advice, u're bound up you're stuck up you're disgusting. i saw a man today he came up to me and tried to start a conversation, he was a lonely man, talking bout the weather itreid to give him my attention, but his vast stupidty and blindness made me drowsy, i couldnt even see it myself, it happens that i'd just threw up on him....he wasnt pleased...and i couldnt stop laughing...
Amazingly i could wake up today and not wishing to sleep forever, but rather wishing not to ever wake up... does that make sense of course it doesnt, cynical they called me, such a young age, hah! Could you ever imagine the media calling me cynical, dont you think why?, why did he make this world this way, why did he write this play, i lost it, the feeling, the drive, the mojo... feelings, opportunity, disgust and envy, its going thru my mind. I never wonder, now i'm wondering...
You are to me what i want to be
Never caring always free
Free to fly
Just to pass by
Not me i'm not free
not even to be me
Always a mask
Never to ask
Why can't i be free?
Cynical as i am
i'm stuck in a jam
Cheated by a sham
See? i dont give a damn...
See if you care
Or if you don't dare
Maybe i gave you a scare
Even if you dont try
You dont have to cry
You can always lay down, and die...
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| | Posted 3/11/2008 2:31 AM - 57 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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