Ressement
It's not a question of morals but one of ethics.
Truth is subjective and I know what you hold to be true.
Pleasure can be a distractoin.
I think you have a lot of distractions.
I think you have a lot of addictions.
I fucking hate your addictions...
I guess they're not addictions, they're habits.
I hate that there is always an alterier motive with your friends.
I hate that I can't be in your close group of friends.
I hate that we can't share the same group of friends.
I hate that I am separate.
I hate your lifestyle.
I wish that you didn't need substances on occation to invoke creativity or pleasure.
I wish that you would stop telling me it's only once a month or so.
I wish that it wasn't indirectly a part of my life.
I wish you would take some responsibility.
I wish you could see it all through my eyes.
I just wish people would stop telling me that I am too good for you.
I just wish people would stop asking me if I smoke pot because I am with you.
I just wish people could see you how I see you.
I see so much potential.
I see a leader.
I see the creativity.
I see the imagination.
I see intelligence.
I know you've changed.
I know you're chaning...growing.
I know that you're doing it for yourself, not for me.
I know that you have aspirations.
I want to see you be someone.
I want to see you do something.
I want to see you open up to people.
I want to see you evolve into the leader I know you are.
I hope you're thinking about your future.
I hope you have some sort of goals.
I hope you see me growing thin.
Why do I have adversions to what you like?
Why does it bother me so much?
Why should it dictate who you are in my mind?
Why should I be concerned with such a small part of you?
Maybe I am a child.
Maybe I am the one who needs to change.
Maybe I just need to learn how to accept.
I know what I want and it bothers me when things don't meet my expectaions.
I know who I am and it bothers me when people don't know who they are.
I know that this isn't cause enough to leave, but I will.
See me create what I hate the most... drama.
See this slowly eating away at me.
See me fade away to nothing.
Truth is subjective and I know what you hold to be true.
Pleasure can be a distractoin.
I think you have a lot of distractions.
I think you have a lot of addictions.
I fucking hate your addictions...
I guess they're not addictions, they're habits.
I hate that there is always an alterier motive with your friends.
I hate that I can't be in your close group of friends.
I hate that we can't share the same group of friends.
I hate that I am separate.
I hate your lifestyle.
I wish that you didn't need substances on occation to invoke creativity or pleasure.
I wish that you would stop telling me it's only once a month or so.
I wish that it wasn't indirectly a part of my life.
I wish you would take some responsibility.
I wish you could see it all through my eyes.
I just wish people would stop telling me that I am too good for you.
I just wish people would stop asking me if I smoke pot because I am with you.
I just wish people could see you how I see you.
I see so much potential.
I see a leader.
I see the creativity.
I see the imagination.
I see intelligence.
I know you've changed.
I know you're chaning...growing.
I know that you're doing it for yourself, not for me.
I know that you have aspirations.
I want to see you be someone.
I want to see you do something.
I want to see you open up to people.
I want to see you evolve into the leader I know you are.
I hope you're thinking about your future.
I hope you have some sort of goals.
I hope you see me growing thin.
Why do I have adversions to what you like?
Why does it bother me so much?
Why should it dictate who you are in my mind?
Why should I be concerned with such a small part of you?
Maybe I am a child.
Maybe I am the one who needs to change.
Maybe I just need to learn how to accept.
I know what I want and it bothers me when things don't meet my expectaions.
I know who I am and it bothers me when people don't know who they are.
I know that this isn't cause enough to leave, but I will.
See me create what I hate the most... drama.
See this slowly eating away at me.
See me fade away to nothing.