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Apr 30, 2011 22:46

It's probably a bad sign that I felt inclined to watch Buffy S6 even though it's normally too dark for me to really enjoy a lot of... mainly because I feel connected to Buffy's detached existential depression.

Every single night the same arrangement
I go out and fight the fight.
Still I always feel the strangest strangement
Nothing here is real, nothing here is right.

Will I stay this way forever?
Sleep walk through my life's endeavor.

I don't want to be...
going through the motions,
losing all my drive
I can't even see, if this is really me
and i just want to be....
Alive

It is not healthy that I identify so much to this.



But damn, this musical episode remains the best musical any show has managed to pull of. Christ though S6 is like a cocoon for my gloom. I think I'll watch the second half of S2 next, you know just because I need to keep my quota of gut wrenching angst up...

I touch the fire and it freezes me
I look into it and it's black
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel
I want the fire back

-

Life’s a show,
And we all play our parts,
And when the music starts,
We open up our hearts.

Its alright if something’s come out wrong,
We’ll sing a happy song,
And you can sing along.

Where there’s life, there hope
Every days a gift,
Wishes can come true,
Whistle while you work,
So hard all day…

To be like other girls,
To fit in, in this glittering world.

Don’t give me songs,
Don’t give me songs.

Give me something to sing about.

-

Life’s a song,
You don’t get to rehearse,
And every single verse,
Can make it that much worse.

Tell me, where do we go from here?

angst, life, buffy

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