I'm tired of fighting.
I'm tired of living in a world I don't believe in.
I'm tired of diplomacy based on cowardice.
I'm tired of oppression from the power holders.
I'm tired of hoping for salvation.
Step in and stifle your screams,
cause this is the ride of life.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
I burn because of you.
Like an incinerator, you set my body ablaze.
And it hurts so badly, but I can't stop loving you.
Yet you're a murderer a thief and a cheat.
Everyday, you kill me with this sweet addiction.
And with no remorse, you stole my heart,
Telling me to beat only for you.
Just like a spell, you plant a sweet lie in my ear,
Saying that you love me, oh so disenchantingly surreal.
So when will my love for you eventually turn into ashes?
Like an incinerator, you set my body ablaze.
And it hurts so badly, but I can't stop loving you.
Yet you're a murderer a thief and a cheat.
Everyday, you kill me with this sweet addiction.
And with no remorse, you stole my heart,
Telling me to beat only for you.
Just like a spell, you plant a sweet lie in my ear,
Saying that you love me, oh so disenchantingly surreal.
So when will my love for you eventually turn into ashes?
We are like matchsticks,
weak yet able to pass on hope.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Sara Bareilles, "Gravity":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_U6iSAn_fY&feature=related
My heart feels heavy. I'm tired of trudging on and questioning.
I recieved my Chemistry and Econs paper today. It was awful. Getting back my results reminds me once again the price of happiness.
For every piece of happiness that you receive, there is someone else weeping.
Each glory that you gain exacerbates the wounds of the fallen.
Don't forget that.
Anyway, there's this idotic guy in my class that deserves to beaten up. A_ _hole.
Motionless moving.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_U6iSAn_fY&feature=related
My heart feels heavy. I'm tired of trudging on and questioning.
I recieved my Chemistry and Econs paper today. It was awful. Getting back my results reminds me once again the price of happiness.
For every piece of happiness that you receive, there is someone else weeping.
Each glory that you gain exacerbates the wounds of the fallen.
Don't forget that.
Anyway, there's this idotic guy in my class that deserves to beaten up. A_ _hole.
Motionless moving.
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