another night i will lay in bed unhappy

Feb 01, 2007 21:45

All i want to do is love and show compassion to others. i dont want to hold any more grudges against anybody.
all i want to do is love because im tired of hate.

but when i try to love people i just get stepped on. i get used, nobody seems to understand what i'm trying to say.
i dont think anybody understands what i want.
i dont care about myself, because the world has too many selfish people.
i just want to help others. so i put myself last. and then i get called "weak" and "messed up" for doing this.
i dont think that anybody understands what i want.
i dont know if anybody cares.

everybody wants love 
but they're too busy suffering.

everybody wants peace 
but they're too busy robbing banks.

i want somebody to tell me what to do.

-mitch

i've developed a case of rollarcoaster syndrom.
i dont know anymore, i just dont know anymore, i dont know anymore, i just dont know any more.

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i cut my finger open tonight at work, it hurts like a bitch and i always get mini cuts all over my hands and they just kill me.
i need my fingers to be fine for once, no cuts or anything. i want to learn the ways of living.

i think im about an inch away from leavin this place, and maybe moving to the country. 
im ready to give up my "city boy" life style.
everything is just too biased. and i can never get away from it no matter how hard i try.
every attempt to be an individual just digs me deeper into the hole of controversy.
i'm tired of lies, and being caught in the middle of things.

im tired of eyes and mouths and ears and my nose.
i want to learn something new, and do something new.
but theres nothing new to do because everybody just stuck their foot in the concrete to leave the print, they had no intentions of building something.

everything is so fucking annoying these days. i cant find contentness for more than a few hours, or atleast until my mp3 player dies.
i just feel like talking, but i have nobody to talk to.

things i want to give up:

-meat
-money
-lies
-sexual desires
-repetition
-unhappiness

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