Where we all end up...
It never fails that insomnia breeds two things: the irrisistable urge to purchase whatever chinsey product that comes on tv promising to slice dice and slim your waist line all for two easy payments of 19.95 and one fucking difficult payment of undetermined value; oh and myspace creeping.
So after looking into the not so secret lives of the people I went to high school with and their innercircle of friends I've come to the conclusion that we're all reaching this spot where we realize the lives we once lead are falling around our feet like the ashes of so many spent cigarettes. Many of us are getting towards the end of our college educations, others are starting to realize that some dreams were never meant to be fulfilled. We're starting to realize that the friends that protected us, loved us, got us through our first heartaches, our first and subsequent break downs, won't always be there to tell you everythings gonna be alright. This is the stage where we sit dumbfounded on the side of the road cradling our heads in our hands just hoping to god that this is as bad as it gets. The road behind is filled with the beauty and pain that has made us who we are, littered along the way with old lovers and dying flames of friendships that will never be again. The road ahead is a sheer drop off, fifty years and falling faster by the second.
Lose your faith, lose your friends, forgive your parents, make amends. Look at the world through your brand new eyes, forget the faces that only told you lies. Reach for someone that makes you complete, know they're not the last you'll meet. Let go of all your fading yesterdays, born again you can change your ways. find your passion, find your cause, expand your world, ignore the flaws. New life begins and the cycle goes on and nobody wins.
Time for some sleep...or more bad poetry writing...who knows.
So after looking into the not so secret lives of the people I went to high school with and their innercircle of friends I've come to the conclusion that we're all reaching this spot where we realize the lives we once lead are falling around our feet like the ashes of so many spent cigarettes. Many of us are getting towards the end of our college educations, others are starting to realize that some dreams were never meant to be fulfilled. We're starting to realize that the friends that protected us, loved us, got us through our first heartaches, our first and subsequent break downs, won't always be there to tell you everythings gonna be alright. This is the stage where we sit dumbfounded on the side of the road cradling our heads in our hands just hoping to god that this is as bad as it gets. The road behind is filled with the beauty and pain that has made us who we are, littered along the way with old lovers and dying flames of friendships that will never be again. The road ahead is a sheer drop off, fifty years and falling faster by the second.
Lose your faith, lose your friends, forgive your parents, make amends. Look at the world through your brand new eyes, forget the faces that only told you lies. Reach for someone that makes you complete, know they're not the last you'll meet. Let go of all your fading yesterdays, born again you can change your ways. find your passion, find your cause, expand your world, ignore the flaws. New life begins and the cycle goes on and nobody wins.
Time for some sleep...or more bad poetry writing...who knows.