Sunday, February 19, 2006
But how do you let go of memories
When your soul it attatches
You cant lose what you never had
But why do I feel like a loser?
I realise that I can relate better to girls than guys in matters of the heart
Not that I am gay, just not ruthless
Why do the bad guys always win? There is no place left in this world
But why should I change.
Time and time again fate plays his cruel hand, mocking me.
It taunts me with such sting that it awakens me
And makes realization of a fool
At the brunt of every joke's end
This void that is growing, like a disease
Equally in my head, torments me daily
When I think of how things were
And how it is so different
Perhaps perhaps perhaps,
Change is my foe, change is my woe
What I only desire, in this world of man
A simple love, which eternally eludes my hand
The greatest thing in this world is to love and be loved in return
And as fate has it, I shall always be the one waiting
For this greatest thing.
But I still will,
Even if a fool Im called
Because there is no greater loss , than living without a Soul
Welcome to my world beneath the joyful calm of the horizon
The eternal world of chaos which is me ...