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Friday, 06 March 2009

  • Its your 21st year,

    and all you have of yourself,

    is that image that you wished for,

    but no love that you have felt,

    so you're turning to that left hand side,

    and you hope that she can help,

    but she goes into that bathroom stall,

    just like you, to get relief from herself,

    and your looking at that mirror,

    just trying to find yourself,

    but that image that your seeing,

    transforms to something else,

     

    And you hope that the pain goes away for good (dont you)

    But you know its just that temporary feel good (that you feen)

     

    And you scream,

    "Somebody save me, from myself,

    Somebody save me from myself,"

    "Saying please, please if your out there hear me know,

    I cant tell if this room is upside down."

     

    Well its your 21st year,

    And all you have of yourself,

    Is that image that you wished for,

    but no love that you have felt,

    now your starring at that image,

    and you wish you were someone else,

    because the person you've become,

    is just the shell of your former self,

    so who is in that mirror,

    and how can you change,

    when the person who you became,

    doesn't even answer to your name,

     

    And you wonder if your soul is lost for good (don't you)

    But you know that the attention from the crowd (now is all you need)

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Thursday, 23 March 2006

  • when your friends gang up on you, poke. irratated. how do you know if you are taking your anger to far? or maybe today's just not your day. not your calling. will the feeling ever go away. what feeling is that? i'm glad that you asked. feeling like having to deal is harder than being alone. how do you express to someone all the emotions that your heart can hold in less than 30 seconds? or in a life time? never. and no one will ever understand. somethings are impossible.

    but i guess you just have to let things go. because life is too short right? not true. it seems to be pretty damn long to me.

Tuesday, 21 March 2006

  • Acomplishment.

    A struggle in ones head,

    always constant.

    Beat the battle,

    overcome it,

    run.

    Farther and farther.

    Untill behind you is no more,

    keep running,

    keeping going,

    keep shooting for the moon,

    past the stars.

    Run and think about how far you've come.

    How far you will end up?

    In the next minute, or a few hours, then  days,

    all running.

    What are you running from?

    What are you running towards?

    Acomplishment.

    I was running track one day. Nothing hard, or dificult, because I am simply a spriter. I run and at the point where I think i want to stop. I do. Because the race is over and disappointment has either set in from the loss or thrill of victory. All lasting around 13 seconds. Loss or victory in 13 seconds. But I was asked one day to run a distant workout, which to them ONLY consisted of : a 200meter (inbetween jog a lap), 400meter (jog), 600meter (jog), 800meter (jog), 600..., 400..., 200...(keep jogging). But this to me was a mission impossible. And I ran, lap after lap (seldomly did Jog between) I was determind to finish. Which I did, and that in itself is an acomplishment. I was running toward the finish line, all while in last place, I was never a loser, but victorious over anyone who was in a state of disbelif. I won finishing last, I am a sprinter, and never thought it could be possible.  And though I feel victorious, to the distance it was only another workout. But still, I hope I win tomorrow.

Monday, 20 March 2006

  • Disappointment

    I'm disappointed in myself,

    I wish that i could have been better,

    Not such a srew up,

    But I am,

    And while I sit and allow thoughts to flow freely in my head,

    I fear the future,

    Fear what comes next out of this struggle,

    Why can't I win?

    Surpass my competition,

    And all those joined together on my side,

    Why not the best be me.

    Because I never will be,

    No need for tears, hope or depression,

    Everyone will succed me, Surpass me,

    I am only an obstacle my competition will soon over come,

    Unless I rise to the ocassion.

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