There are no new days,
and we are, forced to live to see our love die
and we are, forced to cry to save our own lies
and we are, forced to see through worlds of glass
There are no new days, while there is memory.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
I would like a drink
pour me something
keep it sweet and cold.
get me high
let me speak
when I tire myself out
carry me home
keep it sweet and cold.
get me high
let me speak
when I tire myself out
carry me home
Introducing: alter ego.
(Found this in my drafts folder. Weird, I don't remember it at all. Someone said its like I have "an intense alter ego". It could also be that I am crazy/ or dont relate to stuff I write. Yes, I can suck the romance out of life. Anyway, here it is.)
Let me into your world,
I know you exist, I know you are real
It is time now I know it, I can feel it
See right through this dream into you
Your world is mine too
Let me into your world,
Is there really no fear there, no demons no lies,
No need to place your life elsewhere,
Where it does not belong, with who
Your world is mine too
I shall cry, a tantrum I shall throw,
You have taken away from me what I cherish most.
How would you feel, do you want my place here.
But how can I be, without you
Your world is mine too
Let me into your world,
I know you exist, I know you are real
It is time now I know it, I can feel it
See right through this dream into you
Your world is mine too
Let me into your world,
Is there really no fear there, no demons no lies,
No need to place your life elsewhere,
Where it does not belong, with who
Your world is mine too
I shall cry, a tantrum I shall throw,
You have taken away from me what I cherish most.
How would you feel, do you want my place here.
But how can I be, without you
Your world is mine too
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