Sunday, July 08, 2007
maybe you dont have what it takes,
to stand out there with the critism raining at you,
you stomped your feet and said,
life is not fair enough for me,
i whispered to you too close that you woke up,
looking at me as if i shattered your lifelong dream,
you shouted in anger and cried every night,
as your closest friends left for their future,
you held your head down so low that nobody sees you,
but the truth is,you gotta pull them if they went too far,
nobody's a magnet and we wont attract them,
unless we are artists sitting under the limelight,
everbody's wrong as you protect your beliefs,
with yourself,and you began to think,
will it be another life experience if i fall this time?
he'll always be there waiting and she always listens to me,
i got to have my life buoy ready,
dont nail the door cause i will get out whenever i feel lonely,
and you began writing your life on a piece of paper,
screaming in delight whenever theres a coma,
in the sentence where theres moment of happiness,
and you started about depression on the next paragraph,
when will this kind of composition structure ever ends?
didnt anybody stop you when you hand in with satisfaction?
did you say life isnt fair at all?
or are you just dwelling in the past....?
1:31 AM