Oh Happiness!
I wonder, is there anyone out there that sees everything the way I do? Is there anyone that sees all the color and beauty there is in everyday life?
Is there anyone that views money as a want in life, and not a need? Not a necessity. Not something to base your relationships, your friendships, your life off of.
Is there anyone that hears music the way I do? The art in it? The flow of it? The way it causes people, who usually wouldn't talk to eachother, to come together? How it can bring a ton of individuals together, to support one cause, one bad?
Is there anyone that views tattoos and piercings the way I do? Not because they're something to show off, but because your body is a canvas? To show art in another way?
Is there anyone that realizes that you can't change a person, they will change on their own?
Is there anyone that views sex as just what it is, sex? Love is love? Sure, one can be caused by the other, but they are two separate entity's. At least, to me.
Is there anyone that sees the little things, and knows that they are the only things that matter in the end? It's not about doing something HUGE for someone for the recognition, it's about doing the things no one asks for and expecting nothing in return. Like giving flowers for no reason to a friend, listening to someone because you can tell they need an ear, or just wasting the day away with someone to distract them from their currrent problems.
I'm sitting here, questioning the friendships I've had and the relationships I've culminated; and I realize that if you were to be around people that are exactly like you, boredom would set in, nothing would change, and I wouldn't have had the nights I've had.
I realize that a lot of people share a lot of those views, and I know that I'm not getting my point across, but I feel like every person I come across and befriend has been just another waste of time. I've had friends all my life, and I've been lucky to have two of them stick by my side since I've known them, but everyone else soo far has truly yet to impress me. Except one person, and I've only truly hung out with him for a week, but yet, I feel like I've known him my whole life.
Damn my mind. Damn my standards. Damn my heart.
Is there anyone that views money as a want in life, and not a need? Not a necessity. Not something to base your relationships, your friendships, your life off of.
Is there anyone that hears music the way I do? The art in it? The flow of it? The way it causes people, who usually wouldn't talk to eachother, to come together? How it can bring a ton of individuals together, to support one cause, one bad?
Is there anyone that views tattoos and piercings the way I do? Not because they're something to show off, but because your body is a canvas? To show art in another way?
Is there anyone that realizes that you can't change a person, they will change on their own?
Is there anyone that views sex as just what it is, sex? Love is love? Sure, one can be caused by the other, but they are two separate entity's. At least, to me.
Is there anyone that sees the little things, and knows that they are the only things that matter in the end? It's not about doing something HUGE for someone for the recognition, it's about doing the things no one asks for and expecting nothing in return. Like giving flowers for no reason to a friend, listening to someone because you can tell they need an ear, or just wasting the day away with someone to distract them from their currrent problems.
I'm sitting here, questioning the friendships I've had and the relationships I've culminated; and I realize that if you were to be around people that are exactly like you, boredom would set in, nothing would change, and I wouldn't have had the nights I've had.
I realize that a lot of people share a lot of those views, and I know that I'm not getting my point across, but I feel like every person I come across and befriend has been just another waste of time. I've had friends all my life, and I've been lucky to have two of them stick by my side since I've known them, but everyone else soo far has truly yet to impress me. Except one person, and I've only truly hung out with him for a week, but yet, I feel like I've known him my whole life.
Damn my mind. Damn my standards. Damn my heart.