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Out on the horizon something shimmers
It's bright and I want to know more.
It's oh so far away out there, I'm not sure I can reach it.
But theres no reason to sit and hope.
I've rushed forward to find treasures in the past
only to trip and stumble along the way.
And in the end find that nearly everything from afar can shimmer and shine.
So caution is the key.
And so I practice, and approach, steady but reserved.
I'm not so ready to be a fool again. I'm not so ready to cut myself.
People encourage me and say this really has potential, be more direct.
Move forward and find a bountiful tomorrow.
But still, I like the view, and things are peaceful.
I'm content to see the beauty on the edge of the Horizon and hope it's looking back.
I'm afraid to touch this crystal butterfly and shatter her fragile wings.
And so caution, always caution. Never tread bold, never losing but never gaining.
I watch others do what I can not, friends even. I am sick, lonely, and no longer have a shimmer to smile fondly upon.
I'm mired in my own reluctance that seems to swiftly move others toward my dream.
How come the great dreams are shared by many in thought, and substance?
I'll just stick around here and watch others fumble over and around it, some succeeding many failing
and I'm just going to stay back and not risk a friendship or two over something that will never happen.
Sometimes I fucking hate me.
-=The Asshole=-
FPB
It's bright and I want to know more.
It's oh so far away out there, I'm not sure I can reach it.
But theres no reason to sit and hope.
I've rushed forward to find treasures in the past
only to trip and stumble along the way.
And in the end find that nearly everything from afar can shimmer and shine.
So caution is the key.
And so I practice, and approach, steady but reserved.
I'm not so ready to be a fool again. I'm not so ready to cut myself.
People encourage me and say this really has potential, be more direct.
Move forward and find a bountiful tomorrow.
But still, I like the view, and things are peaceful.
I'm content to see the beauty on the edge of the Horizon and hope it's looking back.
I'm afraid to touch this crystal butterfly and shatter her fragile wings.
And so caution, always caution. Never tread bold, never losing but never gaining.
I watch others do what I can not, friends even. I am sick, lonely, and no longer have a shimmer to smile fondly upon.
I'm mired in my own reluctance that seems to swiftly move others toward my dream.
How come the great dreams are shared by many in thought, and substance?
I'll just stick around here and watch others fumble over and around it, some succeeding many failing
and I'm just going to stay back and not risk a friendship or two over something that will never happen.
Sometimes I fucking hate me.
-=The Asshole=-
FPB