[mood|
depressed]
[music| "Everything's Not Lost" by Coldplay. Always a good song when you're in this kind of mood ]
when you thought that it was over
you could feel it all around
and everybody's out to get you
don't you let it drag you down
'cos if you ever feel neglected
if you think that all is lost
I'll be counting up my demons, yeah
hoping everything's not lost
I wrote this now because I need to get it out. Its not what you think its about, whatever that maybe. But i can promise you its something different from what you thought. Dont take it literally. Its supposed to be symbolic but writing it at this time of night guarentees it isnt.
This entire world it polluted. It’s polluted with poisonous particles, terrorists, and hope. Yes, hope. Nothing is sacred anymore. Not in my eyes anyway. Hope is false: just a word for dreamers who reach for something that will never be theirs. Its true. Most of our dreams will never be realized or achieved, including love. Lets be honest, there is more heartbreak in this world now more than ever. People falling at the hands of evil while most of us sit at home ignorant as hell to the world they live in. Divorce rates are higher than ever before because kids are discovering sex too early for their own good. I’m not pretending I didn’t learn about it at the same age as my peers but I didn’t act upon it. I made a choice: a choice to never be polluted with drugs, alcohol, far-fetched dreams, and world peace. I don’t hope for my peers to realize what they’re doing to themselves because it’s ultimately their choice. However, I can do my best to lead by example: to lead an unpolluted life.
I just wanted it to be heard, or read. Whatever.