Think of what you say before you look at me and turn my eyes cold
I sit here in my room after reading something that sickened me, didnt hurt but sickened me. Some people dont know what lifes all about and i know i sure as hell dont but it jus makes me mad.
Well, anyways, im sitting here alone in my room thinking to myself about everything and nothing as i do alot. Considering all i do and all ive done and all i have and all i dont. And i break everytime they all cut out and leave in mid sentence and i fall every time they dont even bother to come back, and i harden every time they dont say anything about it ever again.
Poem time, entitled
Lonely times consulting myself about things knowone else seems to care to listen to:
As i sit in my room,
And the light fades to night,
The thoughts come to me and i review my life,
I see things of regret,
Things of joy, bliss, happiness,
There is also sadness, hurt, dissapointment,
I contemolate everything that happens,
Everything that doesnt,
Everything that should,
I think to myself as i sit here,
If im really such a pushover just push me off the edge,
And get it all over with so i wont hurt anymore,
If im really such a help let me know it all,
Let me solve it all, heal it all,
If youre really so in love why dont your risk it all,
Let it dissolve and find out how much they really want,
How much they really want nothing to do,
If youre really so mad why dont you calm,
Make your possition better and move on with new eyes,
If youre really so sad just stop it all,
Dont let it slide into history,
If you really care so much,
Why do you leave in the middle of the action?
I wanna meet someone who can follow up poems with a reflection and make me feel good...
Well, anyways, im sitting here alone in my room thinking to myself about everything and nothing as i do alot. Considering all i do and all ive done and all i have and all i dont. And i break everytime they all cut out and leave in mid sentence and i fall every time they dont even bother to come back, and i harden every time they dont say anything about it ever again.
Poem time, entitled
Lonely times consulting myself about things knowone else seems to care to listen to:
As i sit in my room,
And the light fades to night,
The thoughts come to me and i review my life,
I see things of regret,
Things of joy, bliss, happiness,
There is also sadness, hurt, dissapointment,
I contemolate everything that happens,
Everything that doesnt,
Everything that should,
I think to myself as i sit here,
If im really such a pushover just push me off the edge,
And get it all over with so i wont hurt anymore,
If im really such a help let me know it all,
Let me solve it all, heal it all,
If youre really so in love why dont your risk it all,
Let it dissolve and find out how much they really want,
How much they really want nothing to do,
If youre really so mad why dont you calm,
Make your possition better and move on with new eyes,
If youre really so sad just stop it all,
Dont let it slide into history,
If you really care so much,
Why do you leave in the middle of the action?
I wanna meet someone who can follow up poems with a reflection and make me feel good...