Ashes to ashes, we all fall down
I haven't posted lately, mostly cause I haven't been around, been moving into the new room, and just haven't really had anything important to say until now. I know it's more of me preaching and me being childish or a drama queen or whatever, but ya know this is what a journal is for.
So yea things happen for a reason right? So why do all the things that happen to me happen for the wrong reasons? I know you have to be patient and just wait for your turn to come, but whenever my turn comes it seems like it's the wrong time for me to go. Either that or I'm a total screw up and I can't see past what is right in front of me. Maybe it's just me being totally oblivious to signs or actions or words or whatever, but I can't help that. I'm really trying to get over things in the past and move on with my life and start something new, but I keep getting bogged down in the same old crap again. Things eventually look up right? I just wish it didn't take so long for it to. It feels like once I start moving back up in my life something happens and I'm right back in the same spot I was before. It's like lately there's no moving on up in my life, I might as well get used to staying just where I am for awhile cause nothing good is going to come out of this. I just really need a change in my life right now, maybe that's why I'm so happy to go home this weekend. Be with people that I know will love me for me and love me no matter what happens. Anyway this is my post for today...nothing more to say
Cold in the Sun
My feet on the ground
A pale windless city
A numbness for sound
I'll wait, back here
or will you notice
A moment in time
A photograph lost here
Since you were mine
I'll wait back here
or should I start pushing my way back
Should I start pushing my way back
I walk past your room
A deep silhouette
You're tired of racing
I dont understand
I'll wait, back here
Cold and beneath me
A soaked cigarette
I'm asleep on a shoulder that I've never met
I'll wait back here
Or should I, start pushing my way back
Should I start pushing my way
home
And I'm with all these women
And I'm on the edge of my breath
And I'm thinking of leaving
I could just lay down
Lay down and freeze to death.
Cold in the Sun
My feet on the ground
A pale windless city
A numbness for sound
Random Quote of the Day:
See you and me have a better time than most can dream of, better than the best, so we can pull on through whatever tears at us, whatever holds us down, and if nothing can be done, we'll make the best of what's around.
So yea things happen for a reason right? So why do all the things that happen to me happen for the wrong reasons? I know you have to be patient and just wait for your turn to come, but whenever my turn comes it seems like it's the wrong time for me to go. Either that or I'm a total screw up and I can't see past what is right in front of me. Maybe it's just me being totally oblivious to signs or actions or words or whatever, but I can't help that. I'm really trying to get over things in the past and move on with my life and start something new, but I keep getting bogged down in the same old crap again. Things eventually look up right? I just wish it didn't take so long for it to. It feels like once I start moving back up in my life something happens and I'm right back in the same spot I was before. It's like lately there's no moving on up in my life, I might as well get used to staying just where I am for awhile cause nothing good is going to come out of this. I just really need a change in my life right now, maybe that's why I'm so happy to go home this weekend. Be with people that I know will love me for me and love me no matter what happens. Anyway this is my post for today...nothing more to say
Cold in the Sun
My feet on the ground
A pale windless city
A numbness for sound
I'll wait, back here
or will you notice
A moment in time
A photograph lost here
Since you were mine
I'll wait back here
or should I start pushing my way back
Should I start pushing my way back
I walk past your room
A deep silhouette
You're tired of racing
I dont understand
I'll wait, back here
Cold and beneath me
A soaked cigarette
I'm asleep on a shoulder that I've never met
I'll wait back here
Or should I, start pushing my way back
Should I start pushing my way
home
And I'm with all these women
And I'm on the edge of my breath
And I'm thinking of leaving
I could just lay down
Lay down and freeze to death.
Cold in the Sun
My feet on the ground
A pale windless city
A numbness for sound
Random Quote of the Day:
See you and me have a better time than most can dream of, better than the best, so we can pull on through whatever tears at us, whatever holds us down, and if nothing can be done, we'll make the best of what's around.