mind vomit
Remember the expectation, that delightful heat in your middle that makes you a little dizzy
The quickening rumbling of your heart as it signs you up for a race you had no intention of running
There'e nothing better than the thoughts of "what if" late at night as your mind ventures into the possibility of what could be, the happiness you could feel, so close on the horizon you can even feel the warmth of the setting sun
But the future is now the present and the sunset is finished, it's nighttime
Is it really dissapointment? no.
It's just life, the way 'things' are
There's no specific word for this because it's too common, it's trite, overdone
Couldn't the universe try something new for a change?
Couldn't, for once, a surprise be delightful instead of deflating?
But that would be too easy, right?
You have to work to get what you want and you better realize what you want because the world is never going to hand you anything that makes your decision easy- pick and choose only one and then try for it
Failure happens more often than even a maintenance of position- sinking down deeper into confusion and cynicism is the definition of your every day life... wake up, brush your teeth, sink.
Poke your nose out for a breath, out of the suffocating nouse of worldwide misery and people more fucked up and confused than you
Can there be a midpoint between deprivation and overindulgence that' still somewhat interesting to live in?
I hope so, but feel not.
Optimism is overrated and dishonest
Just get through your days and don't forget that if you trust someone else and believe that they won't dissapoint, you know even less about this world than you want to
Then again, the awful truth is that you can never know anything for sure- should I still try? or is that self indulgence in its own right?
Is honesty really the best policy, or does your truth really just push them away?
Keep focused, keep your head on straight and enjoy the tranquility that seems to be right at the end of your glove covered fingertips- you'll get it. and soon.
The quickening rumbling of your heart as it signs you up for a race you had no intention of running
There'e nothing better than the thoughts of "what if" late at night as your mind ventures into the possibility of what could be, the happiness you could feel, so close on the horizon you can even feel the warmth of the setting sun
But the future is now the present and the sunset is finished, it's nighttime
Is it really dissapointment? no.
It's just life, the way 'things' are
There's no specific word for this because it's too common, it's trite, overdone
Couldn't the universe try something new for a change?
Couldn't, for once, a surprise be delightful instead of deflating?
But that would be too easy, right?
You have to work to get what you want and you better realize what you want because the world is never going to hand you anything that makes your decision easy- pick and choose only one and then try for it
Failure happens more often than even a maintenance of position- sinking down deeper into confusion and cynicism is the definition of your every day life... wake up, brush your teeth, sink.
Poke your nose out for a breath, out of the suffocating nouse of worldwide misery and people more fucked up and confused than you
Can there be a midpoint between deprivation and overindulgence that' still somewhat interesting to live in?
I hope so, but feel not.
Optimism is overrated and dishonest
Just get through your days and don't forget that if you trust someone else and believe that they won't dissapoint, you know even less about this world than you want to
Then again, the awful truth is that you can never know anything for sure- should I still try? or is that self indulgence in its own right?
Is honesty really the best policy, or does your truth really just push them away?
Keep focused, keep your head on straight and enjoy the tranquility that seems to be right at the end of your glove covered fingertips- you'll get it. and soon.