Mar 07, 2005 22:13
what beautifuly messy life this is.
how trashy and off center.
tilted so slightly,
just enough to throw of sight lines.
how nice it is.
i feel a sort of peace
when i know ill fall when i stand up.
i suppose the unexpected,
is all i can predict.
so its the liar i want to dance with.
its the dishonest man i trust,
because the honest always hide.
they waste behind the truth.
and how much of this truth is left for them?
none.
oh my darling, we are waiting and
wasting away.
but you just close your eyes.
pretend its almost over,
whisper, dont let them hear us.
they dont like us to be together.
ive seen him angry,
ive seen the honest man raging.
ive seen the other side of harmony.
its not what it seems to be.
so welcome to the darker side of truth and desire.
welcome.
to this beautifuly trashy life im living.