May 13, 2005 02:12
"sunrise, sunset"
-bright eyes
sunrise, sunset.
swiftly go the days.
sunrise, sunset.
you wake up.
then you undress.
it always is the same.
a sunrise and a sunset.
you are lying while you confess.
keep trying to explain.
the sunrise and the sun sets.
you realize and then you forget.
what you have been trying to retain.
but everybody knows.
that it is all about the things.
that get stuck inside of your head.
like the songs your roommate sings.
or a vision of her body as she stretches out on your bed.
she raised her hands in the air and asked you,
when was the last time you looked in the mirror?
because you have changed.
yeah, you have changed.
sunrise, sunset.
you are hopeful and then you regret.
the circle never breaks.
with each sunrise and sunset there is a change of heart or address.
is there nothing that remains?
for a sunrise or a sunset.
you are manic or you're depressed.
will you ever feel ok?
it's a sunrise and sunset.
your lover is an actress.
did you really think she would stay?
for a sunrise and sunset.
you are either coming or you just left.
but you are always on the way.
towards a sunrise or a sunset.
a scribble or a sonnet.
they are really just the same.
to the sunrise and the sunset.
the master and his servant have exactly the same fate.
it's a sunrise and a sunset.
from a cradle to a casket.
there ain't no way to escape.
the sunrise and the sunset.
hold your sadness like a puppet.
just keep putting on the play.
but everything you do is leading to the point
where you just won't know what to do.
and at that moment you may laugh
but there is someone there who will be laughing louder than you.
so it's true, the trick is complete.
now you have become everything you said that you never would be.
you're a fool!
sunrise, sunset.
go home to your apartment
and put the cassette in the tape deck and let that fever play.
sunrise, sunset.
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i try to get too serious.
at the wrong times.
with the wrong people.
and then i get upset.
not at myself.
but at them.
.s_d_r__a_w_k___c_a_b.
.b_a_c___k_w_a__r_d_s.
thats how i'm starting to look at things.
.i only write when i feel.
like i feel nothing at all.
and now..
..now is one of those times.
i near freaked out today.
for no reason at all.
i get overwhelmed by the underwhelming.
and i feel no reason to tell anyone at all.
its not like they'll understand.
(they won't)
its not like they'll care.
(fake pity)
its not like i want them to know.
.that i feel almost daily.
that my insides are eating and tearing.
me apart.
.i'll keep faking i'm okay.
(so fake)
and i feel like i'm wasting away.
i
dont
know
which
is
worse
.
to
have someone
to relate to.
or to have
some one who wouldnt understand
(they wont feel my pain)
and have them
(i live in a fantasy world)
save me.
to show me
what life is like
outside
and beyond
the world i know.
i dont want
.or expect.
f
o
r
t
h
a
t
t
o
e
v
e
r
h
a
p
p
e
n
.
because for now. i live in my own prison.
i shut my own door. and locked myself in.
and no matter how desperately i want to escape.
i'm trapped.
and
...i
..ramble
....myself
........into
......oblivion.
[save me]
__________________before_i_destroy_myself__________.