Mar 01, 2005 04:44
Change, mutation, flip flop, evolve... these things, although well known, are very difficult to deal with at times, even near impossible. I lay the question again, as i have far to many times before. What if life IS predestined... not to a point of extremeness where every action is plotted out, but the ebb and flow of your energy in relation to that around you? What if that's in a sense predestined?
Those of us with a will of change and diversity, those of us drawn to be outside the bubble, outside our destiny and take a ... a road less traveled, we feel outside and different, we feel this sense of depression or distraught Because We are Different. So long i have blamed myself for the wrongs i've done in life. But who am i but the product of the world around me? Now understand i'm a very honest person, when i say my wrongs i mean my relations with people, how i talk to them and how i can be rude at times, and very often cold and course only showing the darkness the world has reflected upon me. I blame myself for this coldness when it's the worlds fault and i've fallen victim to it's plan. I've fallen into discourse and sent out the same hate and pain i recieved only in a different form.
How does one change a habit of lifestyle? I'm respectful i hold doors for ladies and bring flowers and such, but that's a different age and time and things HAVE changed I as well should change with these times and best incorporate my good habits and natures into the world abroad.
I'm so tired of being cold and nutrual.
Where is a sun rise in a place of eternal rain.
never ending insanity that stains again and again
the view of life so pure and clean
a hope to reason one more thing
one step closer to a place i've only seen
Placing hope it fails you true
but lifes about the challenge too
the hope of strength and life in you
the promise next time the dream is true
sometimes we fall and drop our shield
lose our hope and fall back in field
but stand again and struggle on
pick up your banner cry out strong
and dream the dream you hold inside
let go the fear and close your eyes
for only once we live these lives
live it true before you die...
sf
sometimes furious