This really isn't for anyone else, I'm just trying to figure out my own mind.
"Right now, there are people all over the world who are just like you. They're lonely. They're missing somebody. They're in love with someone they probably shouldn't be in love with. They have secrets you wouldn't believe. They wish and they dream and they hope, and they look out the window whenever they're in the car or on a bus or a train and they watch the people on the streets and wonder what they've been through. They wonder if there are people out there like them. They're like you, and you could tell them everything and they would understand."
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Being Here.
Being here feels so pointless. I always say we should live in the moment and enjoy every bit of life while we can, but this transition is like free falling from one life to another. Once I move away to college and start my "new life" then I will have hit the ground and I'll be able to start walking again. Until then every action feels as if its for nothing - getting closer to people just to lose touch, meeting people I will never bond with, buying things I won't have space for. People that I love either cherish the time we have left together or figure its not worth it and walk away for good. It's a terrible feeling knowing that from here on out nothing will ever be the same, no matter how much I love the life that I have now...but it's life and I'm learning how to live it.
Again
Gold streets and city beats
Gold streets and city beats
Always mixed into everything
The days we sit there side by side
The days I quickly run and hide
Can you, can we run away now
Let's save my body and mind
Sit here, it's dim
I'll watch the waves turn white at the tip
Just drop me down and save yourself
Against your words, against your soul
Left here again, I know it well
The same honest story for me to tell
For every one like you again
I'll trust myself and turn my head
Not worth the days I hate to waste
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