Question why you see this world,
And question why its here.
Wonder why you feel the grass,
And wonder what its worth.
Inquire what you think of me,
Inquire how it works.
Ponder all these colored dreams,
And ponder what they mean.
Think of all the living souls,
And think of where you fit.
Imagine where your road will go,
Imagine where it ends.
My heart is mute
I don't know why.
It is a light
that's all alone.
No other light
to comfort it.
No darkness here
to dim it out.
Why can't it see
the other light,
that's just behind
the hidden dark.
Why can't it feel
that it's not sought,
to be alone
all by itself.
Why can't it hear
the protestors,
that want it to
dim out again.
Why can't it smell
its own true fear,
and let itself
dim out again.
I can feel the pain
It rips open your chest
It strangles your mind
Surrounds you
Closing in on you
I can feel it
Though you don't realize
You are to preoccupied
To preoccupied by me
To blinded to realize me
To realize what I see
And what I feel
I feel the same as you
There is no way out
I'm trapped
Just like you
I can't see you
But you are everywhere
I can see what you feel
But you can't see what I feel
Is it because you feel more for me than I do for you?
I can't hear you
But your voice surrounds me
Closing me off from everyone else
Why do you do this to me?
Why can't you finally see me
And turn so I can see you
W
If I fell for you
Would you catch me?
If I told you
Would you listen?
If my heart skipped a beat
Would you notice?
If I looked at you
Would you look at me?
If I wasn't there
Would you miss me?
If I was at your side
Would you walk away?
If you could
Would you keep me there?
If I could
Would you?
If I cried
Would you care?
If I was in pain
Would you take some of it away?
Or add to it?
Maybe even ignore it?
If I spoke
Would you listen?
If I talked to you
Would you answer?
If I asked you
Would you answer truthfully?
Would you tell me?
If I looked at you
Would I remember what started this in the first place?
If you
Question why you see this world,
And question why its here.
Wonder why you feel the grass,
And wonder what its worth.
Inquire what you think of me,
Inquire how it works.
Ponder all these colored dreams,
And ponder what they mean.
Think of all the living souls,
And think of where you fit.
Imagine where your road will go,
Imagine where it ends.
My heart is mute
I don't know why.
It is a light
that's all alone.
No other light
to comfort it.
No darkness here
to dim it out.
Why can't it see
the other light,
that's just behind
the hidden dark.
Why can't it feel
that it's not sought,
to be alone
all by itself.
Why can't it hear
the protestors,
that want it to
dim out again.
Why can't it smell
its own true fear,
and let itself
dim out again.
If I fell for you
Would you catch me?
If I told you
Would you listen?
If my heart skipped a beat
Would you notice?
If I looked at you
Would you look at me?
If I wasn't there
Would you miss me?
If I was at your side
Would you walk away?
If you could
Would you keep me there?
If I could
Would you?
If I cried
Would you care?
If I was in pain
Would you take some of it away?
Or add to it?
Maybe even ignore it?
If I spoke
Would you listen?
If I talked to you
Would you answer?
If I asked you
Would you answer truthfully?
Would you tell me?
If I looked at you
Would I remember what started this in the first place?
If you
Current Residence: Canada Favourite genre of music: alternative rock Favourite style of art: manga MP3 player of choice: ipod nano Favourite cartoon character: toshiro hitsugaya Personal Quote: "it's like the whole world is pissing on us." go ask alice
Favourite Movies
fool's gold
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
fal out boy, linkin park, panic at the disco, three days grace
So, I'm starting to write the great american novel. That's right people I'm writing a book! I remember back in middle school where we all wanted to write books and thought that was just the greatest thing and it would totally set us apart from "commoners"...jk, I'm pretty sure we weren't that conceited.
But anyways I will not be posting anything what so ever about the book although I will be talking about it to some of you who are my closest friends (and to you "closet friends" if I become too annoying with running ideas and names past you just out right tell me please, I will try to hide my hurt feelings as best as I can.)
I will see how f
Hey y'all.
Just to show how utterly pathetic I am and how all my friends are more popular than me I would just like to say how excited I am that I will soon (hopefully) reach 1,000 page views!...... that was even worse than what I expected......But anyways maybe I will do something special to commemorate such an insignificant and pathetic event. But that all depends on if I think any of you peoples out there even care for something awesome that I might possibley in the future create. So food for thought.
Au revoir.
Your best friend is the main character of the last game you played, your quest is the plot from the last movie you watched and the person masterminding the whole thing is main character from the last tv show you watched...
Emily is the main character of Mario kart, we have to try and train hard to fight in the up coming war against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named while not being found out by the evil Umbridge, but Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs is the mastermind (who cares about Harry?)
Wow.......that whole thing fails....I fail.
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