Tuesday, August 04, 2009
11:19 PM /
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Damn.
Screwed.
GG.
Dead.
Gone.
Wasted.
But thanks to those concerned.
& maybe I should hush in public.
Though it's usually beyond control.
When emotions take charge.
And you just needa vent it all out.
For it's a crazy endeavour.
And in the near future lies the period - the full stop.
Enthusiastic as I should have been
Encouraging as I should have been
Optimistic as I should have been
Strong as I should have been
I'm not what I should have been
I could be what I should have been
But how can I?
Tell me, answer me, guide me (if u know the context, irony unintended)
For it's a crazy juggle
Pretty much a circus if you'd think about it
Where I (or some) take centre-stage - the clown.
Maybe I'm not cut out for this in the first place,
for this is not where I'd rather be.
An illusion I've been living in the past.
Disappearing slowly yet surely.
Inching its way through your mind and body
Revealing the truth before your very eyes
Killing all lofty imaginations
Thrashing you down to Ground Zero
Where perhaps is where you truly belong
For this isnt where I belong.
So maybe I should forfeit all
And head back where I started
Maybe I'd find happier days there.
And even a piece of mind.
Not to mention additional freedom.
I'm seriously contemplating that.
For even I, am doubting my abilities.
Or maybe, a change of environment is all I need.
I know I should segregate them
But thing is, it isnt that easy when the pressure mounts
Call me unreasonable, dramatic if you'd wish
But you'll nvr know how I feel
I've lost the freedom I should have
The happiness I should have
The wit I should have
The pride I should have
The time I should have
The me I should have
An incident is all it takes to reveal years of illusion.
And today, I'm revealed.
Screwed.
GG.
Dead.
Gone.
Wasted.
But thanks to those concerned.
& maybe I should hush in public.
Though it's usually beyond control.
When emotions take charge.
And you just needa vent it all out.
For it's a crazy endeavour.
And in the near future lies the period - the full stop.
Enthusiastic as I should have been
Encouraging as I should have been
Optimistic as I should have been
Strong as I should have been
I'm not what I should have been
I could be what I should have been
But how can I?
Tell me, answer me, guide me (if u know the context, irony unintended)
For it's a crazy juggle
Pretty much a circus if you'd think about it
Where I (or some) take centre-stage - the clown.
Maybe I'm not cut out for this in the first place,
for this is not where I'd rather be.
An illusion I've been living in the past.
Disappearing slowly yet surely.
Inching its way through your mind and body
Revealing the truth before your very eyes
Killing all lofty imaginations
Thrashing you down to Ground Zero
Where perhaps is where you truly belong
For this isnt where I belong.
So maybe I should forfeit all
And head back where I started
Maybe I'd find happier days there.
And even a piece of mind.
Not to mention additional freedom.
I'm seriously contemplating that.
For even I, am doubting my abilities.
Or maybe, a change of environment is all I need.
I know I should segregate them
But thing is, it isnt that easy when the pressure mounts
Call me unreasonable, dramatic if you'd wish
But you'll nvr know how I feel
I've lost the freedom I should have
The happiness I should have
The wit I should have
The pride I should have
The time I should have
The me I should have
An incident is all it takes to reveal years of illusion.
And today, I'm revealed.