Syd-Syd
June 2nd, 2008, 10:05 PM
Here we go again, down the same old story in the same old road. So sick of feeling like this but too cold without it. Yay heartsick teen; Let's go frolic in the sun and daisies. chace those butterflies untill you fall over, exhausted with your estatic mind, and worn out body. Lay back and enjoy the purple sky with cotton candy clouds like you use to when there was no such thing as war and death. Curl into eachother, falling to a black slumber where even old Grimmy is lost in the stoped time of doom.
'Cause what is time, anyways? Time is only a device created by humans, which ended up turning on them like everything else created. It sits here in the back of your mind, beeping and blinking with its cruel neon hued electronic numbers, screaming at you to rush off to your next task. No, you cant stop and sniff the roses. No, do not pass go; DO NOT COLLECT TWO HUNDRED FREAKING DOLLAHS.
It'll eat your soul if you're not careful, dontcha know.
And it'll enjoy it too, like how that one kid you know, the one who's always annoyingly crunching down on that hard candy bar and smacking their lips and drumbing on that table, never shuting his mouth or takeing a breath to save his life. I loathe him just as much as...
God, sometimes I wish you'd swallow a fly.
Sometimes, I want to watch the light leave my own eyes.
You suck.
[-So passionately.-]
I want to run away.
[-with you.-]
We can run away.
[-If you took my hand.-]
[-Trust in me.-]
If love is insanity...
[-Perhaps....-]
And you've just got to believe me.
Look at me, rambleing like the retard I am. Rambleing about a person I've only said no more than two words to. Of a person who invades my thoughts for an unknown, annoying reason.The person who will probably never notice me. Who remains to put back the inspiration lost in everything from art to life.
the Masterpiece of the World.
the Music of my Heartbeat.
the Melody of my Soul.
And who's name I dare not whisper.
But shout out among the sky;
Only in the boundries of my mind.
Man, I think I have some issues.
Heh. I guess this turned out to be more of a ramble.
I apologize for wasteing anyone's time.
'Cause what is time, anyways? Time is only a device created by humans, which ended up turning on them like everything else created. It sits here in the back of your mind, beeping and blinking with its cruel neon hued electronic numbers, screaming at you to rush off to your next task. No, you cant stop and sniff the roses. No, do not pass go; DO NOT COLLECT TWO HUNDRED FREAKING DOLLAHS.
It'll eat your soul if you're not careful, dontcha know.
And it'll enjoy it too, like how that one kid you know, the one who's always annoyingly crunching down on that hard candy bar and smacking their lips and drumbing on that table, never shuting his mouth or takeing a breath to save his life. I loathe him just as much as...
God, sometimes I wish you'd swallow a fly.
Sometimes, I want to watch the light leave my own eyes.
You suck.
[-So passionately.-]
I want to run away.
[-with you.-]
We can run away.
[-If you took my hand.-]
[-Trust in me.-]
If love is insanity...
[-Perhaps....-]
And you've just got to believe me.
Look at me, rambleing like the retard I am. Rambleing about a person I've only said no more than two words to. Of a person who invades my thoughts for an unknown, annoying reason.The person who will probably never notice me. Who remains to put back the inspiration lost in everything from art to life.
the Masterpiece of the World.
the Music of my Heartbeat.
the Melody of my Soul.
And who's name I dare not whisper.
But shout out among the sky;
Only in the boundries of my mind.
Man, I think I have some issues.
Heh. I guess this turned out to be more of a ramble.
I apologize for wasteing anyone's time.